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William Shakespeare Playwright

  • Gender: Male
  • Citizenship: England
  • Born: Apr 26, 1564
  • Died: Apr 23, 1616

William Shakespeare 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 some collaborations, consist of about 38 plays, 154 sonnets, two long narrative poems, and a few other verses, the authorship of some of which is uncertain. His plays have been translated into every major living language and are performed more often than those of any other playwright.

Shakespeare was born and brought up in Stratford-upon-Avon. At the age of 18, he married Anne Hathaway, with whom he had three children: Susanna, and twins Hamnet and Judith. Between 1585 and 1592, he began a successful career in London as an actor, writer, and part-owner of a playing company called the Lord Chamberlain's Men, later known as the King's Men. He appears to have retired to Stratford around 1613 at age 49, where he died three years later.

Our peace shall stand as firm as rocky mountains.

In time we hate that which we often fear.

Men shut their doors against a setting sun.

Women may fall when there's no strength in men.

The golden age is before us, not behind us.

Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs.

Love sought is good, but given unsought, is better.

If you can look into the seeds of time, and say which grain will grow and which will not, speak then unto me.

Love is too young to know what conscience is.

Fishes live in the sea, as men do a-land the great ones eat up the little ones.

When sorrows come, they come not single spies, but in battalions.

'Tis best to weigh the enemy more mighty than he seems.

The stroke of death is as a lover's pinch, which hurts and is desired.

An overflow of good converts to bad.

Cowards die many times before their deaths the valiant never taste of death but once.

Come, gentlemen, I hope we shall drink down all unkindness.

Death is a fearful thing.

Let every eye negotiate for itself and trust no agent.

There have been many great men that have flattered the people who ne'er loved them.

Life is as tedious as twice-told tale, vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man.

I hold the world but as the world, Gratiano A stage where every man must play a part, And mine is a sad one.

Well, if Fortune be a woman, she's a good wench for this gear.

The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds, is fit for treasons, stratagems and spoils.

Speak low, if you speak love.

The love of heaven makes one heavenly.

Lord, Lord, how subject we old men are to this vice of lying!

Life every man holds dear but the dear man holds honor far more precious dear than life.

Who could refrain that had a heart to love and in that heart courage to make love known?

There's no art to find the mind's construction in the face.

We are time's subjects, and time bids be gone.

Nature hath framed strange fellows in her time.

How poor are they that have not patience! What wound did ever heal but by degrees?

When a father gives to his son, both laugh when a son gives to his father, both cry.

Things done well and with a care, exempt themselves from fear.

And this, our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, and good in everything.

There is nothing either good or bad but thinking makes it so.

I bear a charmed life.

One touch of nature makes the whole world kin.

If to do were as easy as to know what were good to do, chapels had been churches, and poor men's cottage princes' palaces.

Many a good hanging prevents a bad marriage.

The lunatic, the lover, and the poet, are of imagination all compact.

Our doubts are traitors and make us lose the good we oft might win by fearing to attempt.

Ignorance is the curse of God knowledge is the wing wherewith we fly to heaven.

It is not in the stars to hold our destiny but in ourselves.

Men are April when they woo, December when they wed. Maids are May when they are maids, but the sky changes when they are wives.

Now, God be praised, that to believing souls gives light in darkness, comfort in despair.

God has given you one face, and you make yourself another.

They do not love that do not show their love.

When we are born we cry that we are come to this great stage of fools.

O God, O God, how weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable seem to me all the uses of this world!

Talking isn't doing. It is a kind of good deed to say well and yet words are not deeds.

For I can raise no money by vile means.

As soon go kindle fire with snow, as seek to quench the fire of love with words.

I wasted time, and now doth time waste me.

Time and the hour run through the roughest day.

But O, how bitter a thing it is to look into happiness through another man's eyes.

Faith, there hath been many great men that have flattered the people who ne'er loved them.

Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon them.

But men are men the best sometimes forget.

If we are marked to die, we are enough to do our country loss and if to live, the fewer men, the greater share of honor.

I shall the effect of this good lesson keeps as watchman to my heart.

God hath given you one face, and you make yourselves another.

A man loves the meat in his youth that he cannot endure in his age.

Men's vows are women's traitors!

It is a wise father that knows his own child.

Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none.

Let me embrace thee, sour adversity, for wise men say it is the wisest course.

Absence from those we love is self from self - a deadly banishment.

If music be the food of love, play on.

To do a great right do a little wrong.

Love is not love that alters when it alteration finds.

How far that little candle throws its beams! So shines a good deed in a naughty world.

I had rather have a fool to make me merry than experience to make me sad and to travel for it too!

Love to faults is always blind, always is to joy inclined. Lawless, winged, and unconfined, and breaks all chains from every mind.

I were better to be eaten to death with a rust than to be scoured to nothing with perpetual motion.

No, I will be the pattern of all patience I will say nothing.

The course of true love never did run smooth.

The valiant never taste of death but once.

The evil that men do lives after them the good is oft interred with their bones.

A peace is of the nature of a conquest for then both parties nobly are subdued, and neither party loser.

Good night, good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow, that I shall say good night till it be morrow.