William Shakespeare

(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616 / Warwickshire)

William Shakespeare Quotes

  • ''Wear this for me: one out of suits with Fortune,
    That could give more, but that her hand lacks means.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Rosalind, in As You Like It, act 1, sc. 2, l. 246-7. Giving Orlando a chain; she is out of Fortune's favor because her father has been driven into exile.
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  • ''Fast bind, fast find,
    A proverb never stale in thrifty mind.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Shylock, in The Merchant of Venice, act 2, sc. 5, l. 54-5. Meaning keep things secure and they are readily found.
  • ''Report of fashions in proud Italy,
    Whose manners still our tardy-apish nation
    Limps after in base imitation.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. The Duke of York, in Richard II, act 2, sc. 1.
  • ''Now I stand as one upon a rock,
    Environed with a wilderness of sea,
    Who marks the waxing tide grow wave by wave,
    Expecting ever when some envious surge
    Will in his brinish bowels swallow him.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Titus, in Titus Andronicus, act 3, sc. 1, l. 93-7. "His" = its.
  • ''When he was naked he was, for all the world, like a forked radish, with a head fantastically carved upon it with a knife.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Warwick, in Henry IV, Part 2, act 3, sc. 2, l. 308. Falstaff describing Shallow as a young man.
  • ''I am one, my liege,
    Whom the vile blows and buffets of the world
    Hath so incensed that I am reckless what
    I do to spite the world.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. 2nd Murderer, in Macbeth, act 3, sc. 1, l. 107-10.
  • ''I to the world am like a drop of water,
    That in the ocean seeks another drop,
    Who, falling there to find his fellow forth
    (Unseen, inquisitive), confounds himself.
    So I, to find a mother and a brother,
    In quest of them (unhappy), lose myself.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. "To the world" means in relation to the world; "confounds himself" means mingles and loses its identity. Antipholus of Syracuse, in The Comedy of Errors, act 1, sc. 2, l. 34-40.
  • ''Here's that which is too weak to be a sinner,
    Honest water, which ne'er left man i' th' mire.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Apemantus, in Timon of Athens, act 1, sc. 2, l. 58-9. As opposed to the wine that flows in Timon's house.
  • ''O that I were a man for his sake, or that I had any friend that would be a man for my sake! But manhood is melted into curtsies, valor into compliment.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Beatrice, in Much Ado About Nothing, act 4, sc. 1, l. 317-8. Wishing she could challenge Claudio to a duel.
  • ''O grim-looked night, O night with hue so black,
    O night which ever art when day is not!''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Bottom, in A Midsummer Night's Dream, act 5, sc. 1, l. 170-1. As Pyramus, addressing the night.

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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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