William Shakespeare

17 Dec 2024 09:00

“Something is rotten in the state of Denmark.” - Hamlet

William Shakespeare

16 Dec 2024 17:00

“Lovers and madmen have such seething brains,
Such shaping fantasies, that apprehend
More than cool reason ever comprehends.
The lunatic, the lover and the poet
Are of imagination all compact:
One sees more devils than vast hell can hold,
That is, the madman: the lover, all as frantic,
Sees Helen's beauty in a brow of Egypt:
The poet's eye, in fine frenzy rolling,
Doth glance from heaven to earth, from earth to heaven
And as imagination bodies forth
The forms of things unknown, the poet's pen
Turns them to shapes and gives to airy nothing
A local habitation and a name.” - A Midsummer Night's Dream

William Shakespeare

15 Dec 2024 17:00

“Yet who would have thought the old man to have had so much blood in him? - Lady Macbeth” - Macbeth

William Shakespeare

15 Dec 2024 01:00

“Alas, the frailty is to blame, not we
For such as we are made of, such we be” - Twelfth Night

William Shakespeare

14 Dec 2024 09:00

“I will do anything ... ere I'll be married to a sponge.” - The Merchant of Venice

William Shakespeare

13 Dec 2024 17:00

“For we, which now behold these present days,
Have eyes to wonder, but lack tongues to praise.”

William Shakespeare

13 Dec 2024 01:00

“Thou canst not speak of thou dost not feel.” - Romeo and Juliet

William Shakespeare

12 Dec 2024 09:00

“I am afeard there are few die well that die in battle, for how can they charitably dispose of anything when blood is their argument?” - Henry V

William Shakespeare

11 Dec 2024 17:00

“Love is blind” - The Merchant of Venice

William Shakespeare

11 Dec 2024 01:00

“You cram these words into mine ears against

The stomach of my sense.” - The Tempest

William Shakespeare

10 Dec 2024 09:00

“My love as deep the more I give to thee,
The more I have, both are infinite.”

William Shakespeare

09 Dec 2024 17:00

“For you and I are past our dancing days” - Romeo and Juliet

William Shakespeare

09 Dec 2024 01:00

“Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon,
Who is already sick and pale with grief
That thou, her maid, art far more fair than she. . . .” - Romeo and Juliet

William Shakespeare

08 Dec 2024 09:00

“death,
The undiscovere'd country, from whose bourn
No traveller returns,” - Hamlet

William Shakespeare

07 Dec 2024 17:00

“This is the very ecstasy of love, whose violent property ordoes itself and leads the will to desperate undertakings.” - Hamlet

William Shakespeare

17 Dec 2024 01:00

“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. At first, the infant,
Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
Then the whining schoolboy, with his satchel
And shining morning face, creeping like snail
Unwillingly to school. And then the lover,
Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad
Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier,
Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard,
Jealous in honor, sudden and quick in quarrel,
Seeking the bubble reputation
Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice,
In fair round belly with good capon lined,
With eyes severe and beard of formal cut,
Full of wise saws and modern instances
And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts
Into the lean and slippered pantaloon,
With spectacles on nose and pouch on side
His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide
For his shrunk shank, and his big manly voice,
Turning again toward childish treble, pipes
And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all,
That ends this strange eventful history,
Is second childishness and mere oblivion,
Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.” - As You Like It

William Shakespeare

16 Dec 2024 01:00

“Get you gone, you dwarf,
You minimus of hindering knotgrass made,
You bead, you acorn!” - A Midsummer Night's Dream

William Shakespeare

15 Dec 2024 09:00

“D. John.: I had rather be a canker in a hedge than a rose in his grace and it better fits my blood to be disdained of all than to fashion a carriage to rob love from any: in this, though I cannot be said to be a flattering honest man, it must not be denied but I am a plain-dealing villain. I am trusted with a muzzle and enfranchised with a clog therefore I have decreed not to sing in my cage. If I had my mouth, I would bite if I had my liberty, I would do my liking: in the meantime, let me be that I am, and seek not to alter me.” - Much Ado About Nothing

William Shakespeare

14 Dec 2024 17:00

“You cannot, sir, take from me any thing that I will more willingly part withal: except my life, except my life, except my life.” - Hamlet

William Shakespeare

14 Dec 2024 01:00

“Come and take choice of all my library and so beguile thy sorrow.” - Titus Andronicus

William Shakespeare

13 Dec 2024 09:00

“A Loud Laugh Bespeaks a Vacant Mind!”

William Shakespeare

12 Dec 2024 17:00

“For God's sake, let us sit upon the ground
And tell sad stories of the death of kings
How some have been deposed some slain in war,
Some haunted by the ghosts they have deposed
Some poison'd by their wives: some sleeping kill'd
All murder'd: for within the hollow crown
That rounds the mortal temples of a king
Keeps Death his court and there the antic sits,
Scoffing his state and grinning at his pomp,
Allowing him a breath, a little scene,
To monarchize, be fear'd and kill with looks,
Infusing him with self and vain conceit,
As if this flesh which walls about our life,
Were brass impregnable, and humour'd thus
Comes at the last and with a little pin
Bores through his castle wall, and farewell king!

Act 3, Scene 2” - Richard II

William Shakespeare

12 Dec 2024 01:00

“The empty vessel makes the loudest sound.”

William Shakespeare

11 Dec 2024 09:00

“[I] must, like a whore, unpack my heart with words.” - Hamlet

William Shakespeare

10 Dec 2024 17:00

“When shall we three meet again, in thunder, lightning, or in rain?” - Macbeth

William Shakespeare

10 Dec 2024 01:00

“Love all, trust a few,
Do wrong to none: be able for thine enemy
Rather in power than use and keep thy friend
Under thy own life's key: be check'd for silence,
But never tax'd for speech.” - All's Well That Ends Well

William Shakespeare

09 Dec 2024 09:00

“This goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory, this most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire, why, it appears no other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours. What a piece of work is a man! how noble in reason! how infinite in faculty! in form and moving how express and admirable! in action how like an angel! in apprehension how like a god! the beauty of the world! the paragon of animals! And yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust?” - Hamlet

William Shakespeare

08 Dec 2024 17:00

“But Kate, dost thou understand thus much English? Canst thou love me?"
Catherine: "I cannot tell."
Henry: "Can any of your neighbours tell, Kate? I'll ask them.” - Henry V

William Shakespeare

08 Dec 2024 01:00

“The ides of March are come.
Soothsayer: Ay, Caesar but not gone.” - Julius Caesar

William Shakespeare

07 Dec 2024 09:00

“WESTMORELAND. O that we now had here
But one ten thousand of those men in England
That do no work to-day!

KING. What's he that wishes so?
My cousin Westmoreland? No, my fair cousin
If we are mark'd to die, we are enow
To do our country loss and if to live,
The fewer men, the greater share of honour.
God's will! I pray thee, wish not one man more.
By Jove, I am not covetous for gold,
Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost
It yearns me not if men my garments wear
Such outward things dwell not in my desires.
But if it be a sin to covet honour,
I am the most offending soul alive.
No, faith, my coz, wish not a man from England.
God's peace! I would not lose so great an honour
As one man more methinks would share from me
For the best hope I have. O, do not wish one more!
Rather proclaim it, Westmoreland, through my host,
That he which hath no stomach to this fight,
Let him depart his passport shall be made,
And crowns for convoy put into his purse
We would not die in that man's company
That fears his fellowship to die with us.
This day is call'd the feast of Crispian.
He that outlives this day, and comes safe home,
Will stand a tip-toe when this day is nam'd,
And rouse him at the name of Crispian.
He that shall live this day, and see old age,
Will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbours,
And say 'To-morrow is Saint Crispian.'
Then will he strip his sleeve and show his scars,
And say 'These wounds I had on Crispian's day.'
Old men forget yet all shall be forgot,
But he'll remember, with advantages,
What feats he did that day. Then shall our names,
Familiar in his mouth as household words-
Harry the King, Bedford and Exeter,
Warwick and Talbot, Salisbury and Gloucester-
Be in their flowing cups freshly rememb'red.
This story shall the good man teach his son
And Crispin Crispian shall ne'er go by,
From this day to the ending of the world,
But we in it shall be remembered-
We few, we happy few, we band of brothers
For he to-day that sheds his blood with me
Shall be my brother be he ne'er so vile,
This day shall gentle his condition
And gentlemen in England now-a-bed
Shall think themselves accurs'd they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That fought with us upon Saint Crispin's day.” - Henry V