William Shakespeare
William Shakespeare
William Shakespeare – 23 April 1616) was an English poet, playwright, and actor, widely regarded as the greatest writer in the English language and the world's pre-eminent dramatist. He is often called England's national poet, and the "Bard of Avon". His extant works, including collaborations, consist of approximately 38 plays, 154 sonnets, two long narrative poems, and a few other verses, some of uncertain authorship. His plays have been translated into every major living language and are performed more often than...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionPlaywright
Date of Birth23 April 1564
The thing of courage As rous'd with rage doth sympathise, And, with an accent tun'd in self-same key, Retorts to chiding fortune.
He hath borne himself beyond the promise of his age, doing, in the figure of a lamb, the feats of a lion.
We fail! But screw your courage to the sticking-place, And we'll not fail.
Why, courage then! what cannot be avoided 'Twere childish weakness to lament or fear.
The smallest worm will turn being trodden on, And doves will peck in safeguard of their brood.
O, the blood more stirs To rouse a lion than to start a hare!
You must not think That we are made of stuff so fat and dull That we can let our beard be shook with danger And think it pastime.
Fear not, Cesario, take thy fortunes up. Be that thou know'st thou art and then thou art as great as that thou fear'st.
I dare to do all that may become a man: who dares do more is none.
The voluntary path to cheerfulness, if our spontaneous be lost, is to sit up cheerfully, and act and speak as if cheerfulness wee already there. To feel brave, act as if we were brave, use all our will to that end, and courage will very likely replace fear. If we act as if from some better feeling, the bad feeling soon folds its tent like an Arab and silently steals away
Where I could not be honest, I never yet was valiant.
It is held that valor is the chiefest virtue, and most dignifies the haver.
I dare do all that may become a man; Who dares do more, is none
By how much unexpected, by so much We must awake endeavour for defence; For courage mounteth with occasion.