William Shakespeare, 1564 - 1616
The "Chandos" portrait, possibly by John Taylor, circa 1610
Born: 23 April 1564, Stratford-upon-Avon, Warwickshire, England
Died: 23 April 1616, Stratford-upon-Avon, Warwickshire, England
Shakespeare's date of birth is presumed, based on his recorded baptism on the 26th, possibly so readily agreed to because of the resonance of his dying on the same date. He probably was educated in Latin and the classics at the King's New School at Stratford, his father's position would have entitled him to attend. He married Anne Hathaway in 1582, they had a daughter six months later and twin sons. Nothing is known of his life until 1592, at which time he was attacked in print for his pretension as a writer. He joined the Lord Chamberlain's Men, an actors' cooperative in 1594; after Queen Elizabeth's death in 1603 they received a royal patent from James I and became the King's Men. Shakespeare's recorded property holdings indicate he did quite well.
By 1613, when he retired to Stratford, he had written at least 38 plays, 154 sonnets, two long narrative poems, and several other poems. His works have been translated into more languages than any other English author, and he is the most quoted author of all time.
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William Shakespeare quotes:
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- 'Tis not the many oaths that make the truth;
But the plain single vow, that is vow'd true. permalink
- 'Tis now the very witching time of night,
When churchyards yawn and hell itself breathes out
Contagion to this world. permalink
- A friend should bear his friend's infirmities. permalink
- A sad tale's best for winter. I have one of sprites and goblins. When daffodils begin to peer, With heigh! the doxy, over the dale, Why, then comes in the sweet o' the year; For the red blood reigns in the winter's pale. permalink
- A surfeit of the sweetest things
the deepest loathing to the stomach brings. permalink
- All that glisters is not gold; Often have you heard that told. permalink
- 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. permalink
William Shakespeare - As You Like It
- Ambition is made of sterner stuff. permalink
- An enterprise,when fairly once begun,should not be left till all that ought is won permalink
- As soon go kindle fire with snow, as seek to quench the fire of love with words. permalink
- At Christmas I no more desire a rose
Than wish a snow in May's new-fangled mirth;
But like of each thing that in season grows. permalink
- Blow, blow thou winter wind,
Thou art not so unkind
As man's ingratitude;
Thy tooth is not so keen,
Because thou art not seen,
Although thy breath be rude. permalink
- Boldness be my friend. permalink
- Brevity is the soul of wit. permalink
- But soft, what light through yonder window breaks?
It is the east, and Juliet is the sun. permalink
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