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Happy Birthday William Shakespeare


His life was gentle; and the elements So mixed in him, that Nature might stand up, And say to all the world, THIS WAS A MAN!

His life was gentle; and the elements
So mixed in him, that Nature might stand up,
And say to all the world, THIS WAS A MAN!

Congratulations William Shakespeare on your 450th birthday! You are still the most important voice in the English language after all these days, fortnights, years, decades, and centuries.

I don’t have the words to properly thank you for making us feel alive, knowing we are not alone in our quest for love and laughter, or our descent into vengeance and madness.

You’ve said it all about the human condition in words so eloquent and beautiful. Some are born great, some achieve greatness, but you dear William had the amazing knack of thrusting greatness upon so many men and women, bestowing scores of actors with careers and livelihoods just from reciting your words.

For hundreds of years audiences still crave your works, your words, your wisdom.

A few favorite words from the bard

Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none.

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, his acts being seven ages.

Better three hours too soon than a minute too late.

Cowards die many times before their deaths; the valiant never taste of death but once.

You are not worth another word, else I’d call you knave.

It is not in the stars to hold our destiny but in ourselves.

A fool thinks himself to be wise, but a wise man knows himself to be a fool.

I would challenge you to a battle of wits, but I see you are unarmed!

I must be cruel only to be kind; thus bad begins, and worse remains behind.

Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind.

But, for my own part, it was Greek to me.

I wish you all the joy of the worm.

My salad days, when I was green in judgment.

If music be the food of love, play on.

Sweetest nut has sourest rind; Such a nut is Rosalind.

If I be waspish, best beware my sting.

I do desire we may be better strangers.

Frailty, thy name is woman!

Something is rotten in the state of Denmark.

It is not in the stars to hold our destiny but in ourselves.

Beware the ides of March.

What’s done can’t be undone.

If you prick us do we not bleed? If you tickle us do we not laugh? If you poison us do we not die? And if you wrong us shall we not revenge?

For aught that I could ever read,
Could ever hear by tale or history,
The course of true love never did run smooth.

This above all: to thine own self be true.

Shakespeare wrote so many beautiful sonnets. My favorite is Sonnet 73 in which the woman (I am assuming) focuses on her age and growing old, but then thanks her younger lover for knowing that while she will eventually die, the love he has for her makes her strong.

That time of year thou mayst in me behold
When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang
Upon those boughs which shake against the cold,
Bare ruin’d choirs, where late the sweet birds sang.
In me thou seest the twilight of such day
As after sunset fadeth in the west,
Which by and by black night doth take away,
Death’s second self, that seals up all in rest.
In me thou see’st the glowing of such fire
That on the ashes of his youth doth lie,
As the death-bed whereon it must expire
Consumed with that which it was nourish’d by.
This thou perceivest, which makes thy love more strong,
To love that well which thou must leave ere long.

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