William Shakespeare

(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616 / Warwickshire)

William Shakespeare Quotes

  • ''I think she means to tangle my eyes too!''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Rosalind, in As You Like It, act 3, sc. 5, l. 44. Phebe begins to fall in love with Rosalind, who is disguised as a boy.
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  • ''Loose now and then
    A scattered smile, and that I'll live upon.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Silvius, in As You Like It, act 3, sc. 5, l. 103-4. Infatuated with Phebe.
  • ''How many cowards, whose hearts are all as false
    As stairs of sand, wear yet upon their chins
    The beards of Hercules and frowning Mars,
    Who, inward searched, have livers white as milk!''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British poet. The Merchant of Venice (III, ii). . . The Unabridged William Shakespeare, William George Clark and William Aldis Wright, eds. (1989) Running Press.
  • ''I have trod a measure, I have flattered a lady, I have
    been politic with my friend, smooth with mine enemy.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Touchstone, in As You Like It, act 5, sc. 4, l. 44-6. Part of Touchstone's claim to be a courtier.
  • ''The bay-trees in our country are all withered,
    And meteors fright the fixèd stars of heaven.
    The pale-faced moon looks bloody on the earth,
    And lean-looked prophets whisper fearful change.
    Rich men look sad, and ruffians dance and leap;
    The one in fear to lose what they enjoy,
    The other to enjoy by rage and war.
    These signs forerun the death or fall of kings.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Welsh Captain, in Richard II, act 2, sc. 4, l. 8-15.
  • ''Ingratitude is monstrous, and for the multitude to be
    ingrateful were to make a monster of the multitude.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. 3rd Citizen, in Coriolanus, act 2, sc. 3, l. 9-11. Arguing that the people should be grateful to Caius Marcius for defeating the Volsces.
  • ''Herein Fortune shows herself more kind
    Than is her custom. It is still her use
    To let the wretched man outlive his wealth,
    To view with hollow eye and wrinkled brow
    An age of poverty; from which lingering penance
    Of such misery doth she cut me off.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Antonio, in The Merchant of Venice, act 4, sc. 1, l. 267-72. Finding reasons to welcome the prospect of death.
  • ''Consideration like an angel came
    And whipped th' offending Adam out of him.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Archbishop of Canterbury, in Henry V, act 1, sc. 1, l. 28-9. on Prince Hal's reformation now he is king; Adam was guilty of the first, original sin in disobeying God (see Romans 5.12-14).
  • ''I have heard it said unbidden guests
    Are often welcomest when they are gone.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Bedford, in Henry VI, Part 1, act 2, sc. 2, l. 55-6.
  • ''I did never know so full a voice issue from so empty a heart.
    But the saying is true: "The empty vessel makes the greatest
    sound."''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Boy, in Henry V, act 4, sc. 4, 67-9. Proverbial; referring to the empty boasting of Pistol.

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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 Lxvi

Tired with all these, for restful death I cry,
As, to behold desert a beggar born,
And needy nothing trimm'd in jollity,
And purest faith unhappily forsworn,
And guilded honour shamefully misplaced,
And maiden virtue rudely strumpeted,
And right perfection wrongfully disgraced,
And strength by limping sway disabled,
And art made tongue-tied by authority,

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