William Shakespeare

26 Apr 1564 // 23 Apr 1616
Poet / Playwright


Thy Love Is Better (1)

Some glory in their birth, some in their skill,/ Some in their wealth, some in their body's force,/ Some in their garments, though new-fangled ill;/ Some in their hawks and hounds, some in their hors...

For Thy Sweet Love Remembered (2)

When, in disgrace with fortune and men�s eyes,/ I all alone beweep my outcast state,/ And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries,/ And look upon myself and curse my fate,/ Wishing me like to one ...

They that Have Power To Hurt and Will Do None (3)

They that have power to hurt and will do none,/ That do not do the thing they most do show,/ Who, moving others, are themselves as stone,/ Unmoved, cold, and to temptation slow;/ They rightly do inhe...

Shall I Compare Thee to a Summer's Day? (4)

Shall I compare thee to a summer�s day?/ Thou art more lovely and more temperate./ Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,/ And summer�s lease hath all too short a date./ Sometime too hot the e...

The Marriage of True Minds (5)

Let me not to the marriage of true minds/ Admit impediments. Love is not love/ Which alters when it alteration finds,/ Or bends with the remover to remove:/ O no; it is an ever-fixed mark,/ That look...



On Anger: "For every minute you remain angry, you give up sixty seconds of peace of mind."
On Destiny: "Our destiny exercises its influence over us even when, as yet, we have not learned its nature: it is our future that lays down the law of our today."
Human, All Too Human
On Friendship: "A crowd is not company; and faces are but a gallery of pictures; and talk but a tinkling cymbal, where there is no love."