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O, but they say the tongues of dying men enforce attention like deep harmony. Where words are scarce, they are seldom spent in vain for they breathe truth that breathe their words -in pain. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#men

Oh, William, what pitiable creatures we men are! When we go to church we make the devil angry, when we enjoy ourselves in the inns, we make God angry; we are the unlucky lot stuck between two fires! ↗

— Mehmet Murat ildan

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All men who repeat a line from Shakespeare are William Shakespeare ↗

— Jorge Luis Borges

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That happens a lot with Shakespeare. The women go after what they want; the men wind up suckered into things. ↗

— Gayle Forman

#men #poet #relationships #rules #shakespeare-in-love

When we are born, we cry that we are come to this great stage of fools. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#fools #newborn #stage #shakespeare

To be honest, as this world goes, is to be one man picked out of ten thousand. ↗

— William Shakespeare

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Coleridge’s description of Iago’s actions as "motiveless malignancy" applies in some degree to all the Shakespearian villains. The adjective motiveless means, firstly, that the tangible gains, if any, are clearly not the principal motive, and, secondly, that the motive is not the desire for personal revenge upon another for a personal injury. Iago himself proffers two reasons for wishing to injure Othello and Cassio. He tells Roderigo that, in appointing Cassio to be his lieutenant, Othello has treated him unjustly, in which conversation he talks like the conventional Elizabethan malcontent. In his soliloquies with himself, he refers to his suspicion that both Othello and Cassio have made him a cuckold, and here he talks like the conventional jealous husband who desires revenge. But there are, I believe, insuperable objections to taking these reasons, as some critics have done, at their face value. ↗

— W.H. Auden

#shakespeare #villains #motivational

How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! Here will we sit and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears: soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold: There's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubins; Such harmony is in immortal souls; But whilst this muddy vesture of decay Doth grossly close it in, we cannot hear it." - Lorenzo, Acte V, Scene 1 ↗

— William Shakespeare

#moonlight #the-merchant-of-venice #william-shakespeare #music

Shakespeare, in some sense, helped create the modern man, didn't he, his influence is that pervasive. He held the mirror up to nature, but he also created that mirror: so the image he created is the very one we hold ourselves up to. ↗

— Jess Winfield

#modern-man #nature #pervasive-influence-of-the-bard #shakespeare #nature

I think he'll be to Rome as is the osprey to the fish, who takes it by sovereignty of nature. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#nature