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William Shakespeare
Age: 51 †
Born: 1564
Born: April 26
Died: 1616
Died: April 23
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Stratford-upon-Avon
Warwickshire
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The Bard of Avon
William Shakspere
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William Shake‐ſpeare
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More quotes by William Shakespeare
What if this cursed hand Were thicker than itself with brother's blood Is there not rain enough in the sweet heaves To wash it white as snow?
William Shakespeare
I thought my heart had been wounded with the claws of a lion.
William Shakespeare
Many can brook the weather that love not the wind.
William Shakespeare
Ere yet the salt of most unrighteous tears Had left the flushing of her gallèd eyes, She married. O, most wicked speed, to post With such dexterity to incestuous sheets!
William Shakespeare
Some Cupid kills with arrows, some with traps.
William Shakespeare
The love of wicked men converts to fear That fear to hate, and hate turns one or both To worthy danger and deserved death.
William Shakespeare
Why what a fool was I to this drunken monster for a God. - Caliban
William Shakespeare
You are an alchemist make gold of that.
William Shakespeare
By the pricking of my thumbs, Something wicked this way comes.
William Shakespeare
The soul of this man is his clothes.
William Shakespeare
The plants look up to heaven, from whence they have their nourishment.
William Shakespeare
Sweetest nut hath sourest rind.
William Shakespeare
Foul cankering rust the hidden treasure frets, but gold that's put to use more gold begets.
William Shakespeare
God send everyone their heart's desire!
William Shakespeare
To be merry best becomes you for, out of question, you were born in a merry hour.
William Shakespeare
My lord, they say five moons were seen to-night-- Four fixed, and the fifth did whirl about The other four in wondrous motion.
William Shakespeare
But there is no such man for, brother, men Can counsel and speak comfort to that grief Which they themselves not feel but, tasting it, Their counsel turns to passion, which before Would give preceptial medicine to rage, Fetter strong madness in a silken thread, Charm ache with air and agony with words.
William Shakespeare
Love is familiar. Love is a devil. There is no evil angel but Love. -
William Shakespeare
Never play with the feelings of others, because you may win the game but the risk is that you will surely lose the person for life time
William Shakespeare
Scorn, at first, makes after-love the more.
William Shakespeare
