William Shakespeare

(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616 / Warwickshire)

William Shakespeare Quotes

  • ''Let me, if not by birth, have lands by wit;
    All with me's meet that I can fashion fit.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Edmund, in King Lear, act 1, sc. 2, l. 184. Everything that serves his purpose ("can fashion fit") is okay or justifiable ("meet").
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  • ''It is the disease of not listening, the malady of not marking,
    that I am troubled withal.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Falstaff, in Henry IV, Part 2, act 1, sc. 2, l. 121-2. Refusing to heed the warnings of the Chief Justice.
  • ''The sweetest honey
    Is loathsome in his own deliciousness,
    And in the taste confounds the appetite.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Friar Lawrence, in Romeo and Juliet, act 2, sc. 6, l. 11-3. Varying the proverb, "too much honey cloys the stomach," and hinting at the idea of love turning into hate.
  • ''Winter tames man, woman, and beast.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Grumio, in The Taming of the Shrew, act 4, sc. 1, l. 23-4.
  • ''If thou wilt needs marry, marry a fool, for wise men
    know what monsters you make of them.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Hamlet, in Hamlet, act 3, sc. 1, l. 137-9. Caustic advice to Ophelia.
  • ''The cock, that is the trumpet to the morn,
    Doth with his lofty and shrill-sounding throat
    Awake the god of day, and at his warning,
    Whether in sea or fire, in earth or air,
    Th' extravagant and erring spirit hies
    To his confine.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Horatio, in Hamlet, act 1, sc. 1, l. 150-5. Wandering ("extravagant") spirits return to where they came from in daylight.
  • ''Nothing can or shall content my soul
    Till I am evened with him, wife for wife,
    Or failing so, yet that I put the Moor
    At least into a jealousy so strong
    That judgment cannot cure.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Iago, in Othello, act 2, sc. 1, l. 301-2. Imagining Othello has slept with his wife, Emilia.
  • ''Good night, good night. Parting is such sweet sorrow
    That I shall say good night till it be morrow.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Juliet, in Romeo and Juliet, act 2, sc. 2, l. 184-5. Bidding farewell from her window to Romeo in the garden below.
  • ''The fewer men, the greater share of honor.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. King Henry, in Henry V, act 4, sc. 3, l. 22. In fighting against the French.
  • ''Adultery?
    Thou shalt not die. Die for adultery? No.
    The wren goes to 't, and the small gilded fly
    Does lecher in my sight.
    Let copulation thrive; for Gloucester's bastard son
    Was kinder to his father than my daughters
    Got 'tween the lawful sheets.
    To 't, luxury, pell-mell, for I lack soldiers.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British poet. King Lear (IV, vi). OHFP. The Unabridged William Shakespeare, William George Clark and William Aldis Wright, eds. (1989) Running Press.

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Best Poem of William Shakespeare

All The World's A Stage

All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players;
They have their exits and their entrances,
And one man in his time plays many parts,
His acts being seven ages. At first, the infant,
Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
Then the whining schoolboy, with his satchel
And shining morning face, creeping like snail
Unwillingly to school. And then the lover,
Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad
Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier,
Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard,
Jealous in honor, sudden and quick in ...

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Sonnet Ci

O truant Muse, what shall be thy amends
For thy neglect of truth in beauty dyed?
Both truth and beauty on my love depends;
So dost thou too, and therein dignified.
Make answer, Muse: wilt thou not haply say
'Truth needs no colour, with his colour fix'd;
Beauty no pencil, beauty's truth to lay;
But best is best, if never intermix'd?'
Because he needs no praise, wilt thou be dumb?

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