I'm crazy about Shakespeare, who was a notorious word inventor. And my wife is an English teacher, and she's hilarious.
I was in 20 Shakespearean plays by the time I was 20.
I think of myself... as a troubadour, a village storyteller, the guy in the shadows of the campfire.
Poetry is the work of the bard and of the people who inspire him.
I thought that's where I would go: I would become a Shakespearian actor.
Oh! blame not the bard.
I have the instincts of a minstrel rather than those of a scrivener. There you have it. We are not of the same trade at all and so how can your rules fit me?
I've stopped acting, but I don't think I've finished using my voice. I could, and probably will, record the whole of Shakespeare's sonnets. They live at the side of my bed and are my constant companions.
Shakespeare is universal.
I have grown up loving Shakespeare.
Everybody gets a little dose of Shakespeare. He's the greatest playwright in the English language, but his politics are fairly square.
I like Shakespeare. I like some of his work a lot.
Great is the art, Great be the manners, of the bard. He shall not his brain encumber With the coil of rhythm and number; But, leaving rule and pale forethought, He shall aye climb For his rhyme. "Pass in, pass in," the angels say
I have always been an impassioned advocate for the works of Shakespeare. I regard him as one of the most complete miracles of his or any other age.
I've tried not to treat Shakespeare as a marble giant.
Each philosopher, each bard, each actor has only done for me, as by a delegate, what one day I can do for myself.
Someday I'd love to do Shakespeare.
I personally believe that I was... a previous life or something... a previous reincarnation, a bard of some sort, because most of the things I write about are descriptions of places I've never been to.
Shakespeare is the Joss Whedon of his generation.
By all means," cried the bard, his eyes lighting up. "A Fflam to the rescue! Storm the castle! Carry it by assault! Batter down the gates!" "There's not much of it left to storm," said Eilonwy. "Oh?" said Fflewddur, with disappointment. "Very well, we shall do the best we can.
Working on Shakespeare and learning about Shakespeare was the big takeaway for me.
The way was long, the wind was cold, The Minstrel was infirm and old; His withered cheek, and tresses gray, Seemed to have know a better day.
I think Shakespeare is everybody's treasure.
