Beruf | Dichter, Dramatiker, Theaterschauspieler |
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Geburtsort | Stratford-upon-Avon, England |
Todesdatum | Samstag, 23. April 1616 |
Todesort | Stratford-upon-Avon |
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Beschreibung | William Shakespeare (geb. 26. April 1564 - 23. April 1616) war ein englischer Dramatiker, Dichter und Schauspieler. Er gilt weithin als der größte Schriftsteller der englischen Sprache und als der bedeutendste Dramatiker der Welt. Er wird oft als Englands Nationaldichter und der "Barde von Avon" (oder einfach "der Barde") bezeichnet. Seine überlieferten Werke, einschließlich seiner Gemeinschaftsarbeiten, umfassen etwa 39 Theaterstücke, 154 Sonette, drei lange erzählende Gedichte und einige andere Verse, deren Urheberschaft unsicher ist. Seine Stücke wurden in alle wichtigen lebenden Sprachen übersetzt und werden häufiger aufgeführt als die eines jeden anderen Dramatikers. Er ist nach wie vor der wohl einflussreichste Schriftsteller der englischen Sprache, und seine Werke werden weiterhin studiert und neu interpretiert. |
Speak low, if you speak love.
Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs.
Now, God be praised, that to believing souls gives light in darkness, comfort in despair.
Who could refrain that had a heart to love and in that heart courage to make love known?
There is a tide in the affairs of men, Which taken at the flood, leads on to fortune. Omitted, all the voyage of their life is bound in shallows and in miseries. On such a full sea are we now afloat. And we must take the current when it serves, or lose our ventures.
What a piece of work is a man, how noble in reason, how infinite in faculties, in form and moving how express and admirable, in action how like an angel, in apprehension how like a god.
Love sought is good, but given unsought, is better.
They do not love that do not show their love.
If to do were as easy as to know what were good to do, chapels had been churches, and poor men's cottage princes' palaces.
If music be the food of love, play on.
Ignorance is the curse of God knowledge is the wing wherewith we fly to heaven.
I had rather have a fool to make me merry than experience to make me sad and to travel for it too!
Come, gentlemen, I hope we shall drink down all unkindness.
Love is not love that alters when it alteration finds.
The golden age is before us, not behind us.
In time we hate that which we often fear.
An overflow of good converts to bad.
Love is too young to know what conscience is.
Absence from those we love is self from self - a deadly banishment.
Life every man holds dear but the dear man holds honor far more precious dear than life.
Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none.
The love of heaven makes one heavenly.
Things done well and with a care, exempt themselves from fear.
And this, our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, and good in everything.
Faith, there hath been many great men that have flattered the people who ne'er loved them.
Many a good hanging prevents a bad marriage.
I shall the effect of this good lesson keeps as watchman to my heart.
How far that little candle throws its beams! So shines a good deed in a naughty world.
I bear a charmed life.
Well, if Fortune be a woman, she's a good wench for this gear.
O God, O God, how weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable seem to me all the uses of this world!
For I can raise no money by vile means.
Good night, good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow, that I shall say good night till it be morrow.
When we are born we cry that we are come to this great stage of fools.
There's no art to find the mind's construction in the face.
The lunatic, the lover, and the poet, are of imagination all compact.
There have been many great men that have flattered the people who ne'er loved them.
But men are men the best sometimes forget.
Fishes live in the sea, as men do a-land the great ones eat up the little ones.
But O, how bitter a thing it is to look into happiness through another man's eyes.
The evil that men do lives after them the good is oft interred with their bones.
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player, that struts and frets his hour upon the stage, and then is heard no more it is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.
A man loves the meat in his youth that he cannot endure in his age.
There is nothing either good or bad but thinking makes it so.
Love to faults is always blind, always is to joy inclined. Lawless, winged, and unconfined, and breaks all chains from every mind.
God has given you one face, and you make yourself another.
The course of true love never did run smooth.
Talking isn't doing. It is a kind of good deed to say well and yet words are not deeds.
To do a great right do a little wrong.
Our doubts are traitors and make us lose the good we oft might win by fearing to attempt.
As soon go kindle fire with snow, as seek to quench the fire of love with words.
Life is as tedious as twice-told tale, vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man.
Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon them.
God hath given you one face, and you make yourselves another.