#shakes

Your face, my thane, is as a book where men May read strange matters. To beguile the time, Look like the time; bear welcome in your eye, Your hand, your tongue: look like the innocent flower, But be the serpent under't. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#shakespeare #men

If Shakespeare had never existed, he asked, would the world have differed much from what it is today? Does the progress of civilization depend upon great men? Is the lot of the average human being better now that in the time of the Pharaohs? ↗

— Virginia Woolf

#shakespeare #men

Art is enchantment and artists have the right of spells. ... The success of later Shakespeare is the success of spells, where every element, however uneven, however incredible, is fastened to the next with perfect authority. The enchanted world shimmers but does not waver. A Midsummer Night's Dream is the first of his plays to accomplish this, The Tempest is enchantment's apotheosis. ↗

— Jeanette Winterson

#enchantment #shakespeare #spells #art

Conscience doth make cowards of us all. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#conscience

When sorrows come, they come not single spies. But in battalions! ↗

— William Shakespeare

#shakespeare

The game is afoot. ↗

— Arthur Conan Doyle

#sherlock-holmes #adventure

Sweet are the uses of adversity Which, like the toad, ugly and venomous, Wears yet a precious jewel in his head. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#shakespeare #adversity

They do not love, that do not show their love. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#friends #gratitude #insparational #love #william-shakespeare

To weep is to make less the depth of grief. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#grief #sorrow #shakespeare

Shakespeare’s enduring tragedy did its part to further the goals of the Mercenaries—glamorizing death, making dying for love seem the most noble act of all, though nothing could be further from the truth. Taking an innocent life—in a misguided attempt to prove love or for any other reason—is a useless waste. ↗

— Stacey Jay

#love #shakespeare #death