The players often mentioned it as an honour to Shakespeare, that in his writing, whatsoever he penned, he never blotted out a line. My answer hath been, 'Would he had blotted a thousand.'

It is an art to have so much judgment as to apparel a lie well, to give it a good dressing.

I loved the man [Shakespeare] and do honor his memory, on this side idolatry, as much as any.

Folly often goes beyond her bounds; but Impudence knows none.

The verbal poetic texture of Shakespeare is the greatest the world has known, and is immensely superior to the structure of his plays as plays.

Shaw's plays are the price we pay for Shaw's prefaces.

As a man has no right to kill one of his children if it is diseased or insane, so a man who has made the gradual and conscious expression of his personality in…