William Shakespeare

(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616 / Warwickshire)

William Shakespeare Quotes

  • ''He that depends
    Upon your favors swims with fins of lead,
    And hews down oaks with rushes.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Caius Marcius, later Coriolanus, in Coriolanus, act 1, sc. 1, l. 179-81. A patrician view of the people as unreliable.
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  • ''Well said—that was laid on with a trowel.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Celia, in As You Like It, act 1, sc. 2, l. 105-6. Meaning something stated with exaggerated force.
  • ''One sorrow never comes but brings an heir
    That may succeed as his inheritor.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Cleon, in Pericles, act 1, sc. 4, l. 63-4. Proverbial.
  • ''I marvel thy master hath not eaten thee for a word, for thou art not so long by the head as honorificabilitudinitatibus.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Costard, in Love's Labor's Lost, act 5, sc. 1, l. 39-41. The last word is said to be the longest known; the dative plural of a medieval term meaning the condition of being loaded with honors.
  • ''What need the bridge much broader than the flood?''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Don Pedro, in Much Ado About Nothing, act 1, sc. 1, l. 316. Telling Claudio there is no need to do more than is necessary to achieve his desire; "flood" means water or river.
  • ''Other women cloy
    The appetites they feed, but she makes hungry
    Where most she satisfies.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Enobarbus, in Antony and Cleopatra, act 2, sc. 2, l. 235-7. Praise of Cleopatra.
  • ''This is the third time; I hope good luck lies in odd numbers.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Falstaff, in The Merry Wives of Windsor, act 5, sc. 1, l. 2-3.
  • ''One woe doth tread upon another's heel,
    So fast they follow.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Gertrude, in Hamlet, act 4, sc. 7, l. 163-4. Ophelia's death by drowning follows on the killing of Polonius.
  • ''who would fardels bear,
    To grunt and sweat under a weary life,
    But that the dread of something after death,
    The undiscovered country from whose bourn
    No traveler returns, puzzles the will,
    And makes us rather bear those ills we have
    Than fly to others that we know not of?
    Thus conscience does make cowards of us all;
    And thus the native hue of resolution
    Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British poet. Hamlet (V, i). The "fardels" or burdens of this life are made tolerable by fear of worse after death. The Unabridged William Shakespeare, William George Clark and William Aldis Wright, eds. (1989) Running Press.
  • '''Tis the sport to have the enginer
    Hoist with his own petard.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Hamlet, in Hamlet, act 3, sc. 4, l. 206-7. "Enginer" means maker of military "engines" or devices; "hoist" means blown up by; "petard" means explosive device.

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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 Cviii

What's in the brain that ink may character
Which hath not figured to thee my true spirit?
What's new to speak, what new to register,
That may express my love or thy dear merit?
Nothing, sweet boy; but yet, like prayers divine,
I must, each day say o'er the very same,
Counting no old thing old, thou mine, I thine,
Even as when first I hallow'd thy fair name.
So that eternal love in love's fresh case

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