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He (or she, or them, whoever wrote the plays) was certainly wonderful. Sex is better, though!
I'm named after a Shakespeare character (Sebastian from The Tempest) so I subsequently was lucky enough to have a natural interest in him from a young age.
Sebastian's first line in the play is A pox upon your throat, you bawling, blasphemous, incharitable dog!. As you can imagine, I've worked it into conversations a few times.
I rank The Tempest as (narrowly) his second greatest, next to the awesome Timon of Athens. Timon is a truly great piece, that along with The Tempest, represents the pinnacle of theater.
From Timon of Athens:
'Tis not enough to help the feeble up,
But to support him after.
Timon of Athens, 1. 1
I'll example you with thievery:
The sun's a thief, and with his great attraction
Robs the vast sea; the moon's an arrant thief,
And her pale fire she snatches from the sun;
The sea's a thief, whose liquid surge resolves
The moon into salt tears; the earth's a thief,
That feeds and breeds by a composture stolen
From general excrement: each thing's a thief.
Timon of Athens, 4. 3
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