William Shakespeare
William Shakespeare
William Shakespeare – 23 April 1616) was an English poet, playwright, and actor, widely regarded as the greatest writer in the English language and the world's pre-eminent dramatist. He is often called England's national poet, and the "Bard of Avon". His extant works, including collaborations, consist of approximately 38 plays, 154 sonnets, two long narrative poems, and a few other verses, some of uncertain authorship. His plays have been translated into every major living language and are performed more often than...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionPlaywright
Date of Birth23 April 1564
Beauty within itself should not be wasted.
Patience is sottish, and impatience does become a dog that's mad.
Self-loving is not so vile a sin, my liege, as self-neglecting.
All the world's a stage, and the men and women merely players. They have their exits and their entrances, and one man in his time plays many parts.
Life is a tale told by an idiot -- full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.
This fellow's wise enough to play the fool, And to do that well craves a kind of wit.
The fool doth think he is wise, but the wise man knows himself to be a fool.
How like a winter hath my absence been. From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year! What freezings have I felt, what dark days seen, What old December's bareness everywhere!
I wish you all the joy you can wish.
I can suck melancholy out of a song as a weasel sucks eggs.
It shall be called Bottom's Dream, because it hath no bottom.
They are but beggars that can count their worth, but my true love is grown to such excess, I cannot sum up half my sum of wealth.
The heavens themselves, the planets and this centreObserve degree, priority and place.
You, mistress, That have the office opposite to Saint Peter, And keep the gate of hell!