William Shakespeare

(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616 / Warwickshire)

William Shakespeare Quotes

  • ''A man whose blood
    Is very snow-broth; one who never feels
    The wanton stings and motions of the sense,
    But doth rebate and blunt his natural edge
    With profits of the mind, study, and fast.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Lucio, in Measure for Measure, act 1, sc. 4, l. 57-61. Describing Angelo as an ascetic who never feels sexual passion ("wanton stings and motions of the sense").
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  • ''Confusion now hath made his masterpiece!
    Most sacrilegious murder hath broke ope
    The Lord's anointed temple, and stole thence
    The life o' the building.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Macduff, in Macbeth, act 2, sc. 3, l. 66-9. Echoing biblical ideas of the King as the "Lord's anointed" (anointed with holy oil; 2 Samuel, 1:16), and of the body as "the temple of God" (1 Corinthians, 3:16).
  • ''Mine honor is my life, both grow in one,
    Take honor from me, and my life is done.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Mowbray, in Richard II, act 1, sc. 1, l. 182-3. "Honor" is a complex word; Mowbray seems to mean by it both fame or reputation, and moral probity.
  • ''Orlando. Good day and happiness, dear Rosalind!
    Jaques. Nay then, God buy you, and you talk in blank verse.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Orlando and Jaques, in As You Like It, act 4, sc. 1, l. 30-2. "God buy you" spells out "goodbye."
  • ''Rude am I in my speech,
    And little blessed with the soft phrase of peace.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Othello, in Othello, act 1, sc. 3, l. 81-2. Eloquently addressing the Venetian senate.
  • ''Methinks a father
    Is at the nuptial of his son a guest
    That best becomes the table.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Polixenes, in The Winter's Tale, act 4, sc. 4, l. 394-6. To Florizel, who has concealed his love for Perdita from his father.
  • ''That ever this fellow should have fewer words than a parrot, and yet the son of a woman!''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Prince Hal, in Henry IV, Part 1, act 2, sc. 4, l. 98-9. Meaning Francis, the apprentice tapster; Prince Hal has given him little chance to talk.
  • ''He has my heart yet, and shall have my prayers
    While I shall have my life.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Queen Katherine, in Henry VIII, act 3, sc. 1, l. 180-1. Speaking about Henry, who has just divorced her.
  • ''She speaks!
    O, speak again, bright angel, for thou art
    As glorious to this night, being o'er my head,
    As is a wingèd messenger of heaven ...''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Romeo, in Romeo and Juliet, act 2, sc. 2, l. 25-8, 31-2. On Juliet at her window.
  • ''Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
    Thou art more lovely and more temperate.
    Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
    And summer's lease hath all too short a date.
    Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
    And often is his gold complexion dimmed;
    And every fair from fair sometime declines,
    By chance, or nature's changing course, untrimmed;
    But thy eternal summer shall not fade
    Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st,
    Nor shall Death brag thou wand'rest in his shade
    When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st.
    So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
    So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British poet. Shall I compare thee to a summer's day (l. 1-14). . . 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 Lxxvii

Thy glass will show thee how thy beauties wear,
Thy dial how thy precious minutes waste;
The vacant leaves thy mind's imprint will bear,
And of this book this learning mayst thou taste.
The wrinkles which thy glass will truly show
Of mouthed graves will give thee memory;
Thou by thy dial's shady stealth mayst know
Time's thievish progress to eternity.
Look, what thy memory can not contain

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