My love is as a fever, longing stillFor that which longer nurseth the disease;Feeding on that which doth preserve the ill,The uncertain sickly appetite to please.My reason, the physician to my love,An...
A third...candidate for Shakespearean authorship was Christopher Marlowe. He was the right age (just two months older than Shakespeare), had the requisite talent, and would certainly have had ample le...
He was not of an age but for all time.
People want what was best about the world.
The wren goes to't
But there stands the sword of my ancestor Sir Richard Vernon, slain at Shrewsbury, and sorely slandered by a sad fellow called Will Shakspeare, whose Lancastrian partialities, and a certain knack at e...
Mother, I will look to like. If looking liking moves.
With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come.
The Play's the Thing, wherein I'll catch the conscience of the King.
Fie, fie upon her! There's language in her eye, her cheek, her lip, Nay, her foot speaks; her wanton spirits look out at every joint and motive of her body.
Love and kindness are never wasted. They always make a difference. They bless the one who receives them, and they bless you, the giver.
In the State of Denmark there was the odor of decay...
Malone's commentary on Sonnet 93 was a defining moment in the history not only of Shakespeare studies but also of literary biography in general. What has emerged in our time as a dominant form of life...
One need not believe in Pallas Athena, the virgin goddess, to be overwhelmed by the Parthenon. Similarly, a man who rejects all dogmas, all theologies and all religious formulations of beliefs may sti...
I cannot live to hear the news from England.But I do prophesy th' election lightsOn Fortinbras; he has my dying voice.So tell him, with th' occurents, more and less,Which have solicited - the rest is...
To see the positive or not to see the positive, this is the question.
She is drowned already, sir, with salt water, though I seem to drown her remembrance again with more.
Populism may look like an embrace of the have-nots, but in reality it is a form of cynical exploitation. The unscrupulous leader has no actual interest in bettering the lot of the poor. Surrounded fro...
And shake the yoke of inauspicious starsFrom this world-wearied flesh. Eyes, look your last!
The rest is silence.