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Your words still touch the human soul even after centuries The depth in your writing shows how well you understood human nature

It is truly inspiring to hear your voice across time With respect to your art and the legacy you left behind

Berkay OMÜ

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Dear Shakespeare,I hope you are doing well.The emotions in your stories and poems can still be understood by people today.I congratulate you for writing such wonderful plays and poems.You are still remembered and respected.

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Dear Shakespeare,I hope you are doing well.The emotions in your stories and poems can still be understood by people today.I congratulate you for writing such wonderful plays and poems.You are still remembered and respected.

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Mustafa omü

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Thy verses, like stars, do light my soul’s dark sky. In every line, I find both sorrow and sweet delight. Thy sonnets speak what my own heart dares not.

Know this: thy words live in me, as breath in living things.

Ömer OMU

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Dear Shakespeare,If only thou couldst see the world today. We speak through glowing screens and fly across the skies. The stage is now digital, but the drama remains the same.We still love, hate, hope, and fall—just as thy characters did. Power still corrupts, fools still speak truth, and the heart remains unchanged.Your words live on, guiding us through a world that moves faster, but feels just as deeply.

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Dear Shakespeare,If only thou couldst see the world today. We speak through glowing screens and fly across the skies. The stage is now digital, but the drama remains the same.We still love, hate, hope, and fall—just as thy characters did. Power still corrupts, fools still speak truth, and the heart remains unchanged.Your words live on, guiding us through a world that moves faster, but feels just as deeply.

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I like your writing very much your words are beautiful you write about love and feelings even today many people read your sonnets my favorite thing about your sonnets how you use the words

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Dear Mr Shakespeare,Your plays continue to inspire and challenge us.In your characters, we find reflections of our own struggles and questions.Thank you for leaving behind words that still matter.Respectfully,A reader from another time---İstersen daha resmi ya da modern bir üslupla da yazabilirim.

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Dear Mr Shakespeare,Your plays continue to inspire and challenge us.In your characters, we find reflections of our own struggles and questions.Thank you for leaving behind words that still matter.Respectfully,A reader from another time---İstersen daha resmi ya da modern bir üslupla da yazabilirim.

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Your sonnets have crossed centuries, but they still speak to the heart.For example: In Sonnet 18, you immortalize beauty, implying that as long as people can breathe or eyes can see, it will live on and give you life.

Sonnet 116 offers a profound definition of love: unchanging, steadfast, and eternal.

Then in Sonnet 130 you put aside exaggerated comparisons and present love in its true form. You give it a deeper meaning by accepting the flaws.

•Your words continue to warm hearts and truly inspire us.And we are happy to read and understand these.

~Rest in peace~

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Your poems are still being read with pleasure by people, and research is still being conducted about them. I like your style , its funny to read . Rest in Peace

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Dear Mr.Shakespeare,

Hello! I saw you in books. You wrote really beautiful things. Especially that "Romeo and Juliet" it's so emotional. But sometimes your words are very hard to understand. Still, I like reading your stuff.

I wish I could meet you. Maybe we could write a play together. I also like making up stories. Maybe one day I’ll be a big writer like you.

Take care, and if you’re up in the sky somewhere, please get my hello.

Love,

Onur

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I read some of your poems, and i liked the concept of your poems and your style.

Some of them are not in my taste, but in the worldwide your poems liked by so much people. Still today in your poems we can fell the hardwork of a man and love in his heart.

Im not such a reader but i really like reading your poems, some of them are a bit hard to understand and read but when you undertand it you can feel the deep thinking inside it. Before and after your death your acts and poems are still talked and read

till today like i am doing right now! thats all i can say to you rest in peace.

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I would want to meet you face to face. The poems you write are priceless. There are many things I want to ask you, such as where do you find this creativity? Or what are your ideas about life? I hope that masters like you continue to emerge from this world and immortalize literature.

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First of all, I want to start by saying how much I respect you. Truly, every one of your poems, stories, and sonnets carries deep and meaningful significance. Even though they may be difficult to understand at times, they are incredibly beautiful and powerful. With everything you are and every word you speak, you have touched so many people—and you continue to do so. I am deeply grateful to you.

Gülcan/ZGAL

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Dear Mr. Shakespeare, if you were alive and we lived in the same place, I would have many questions for you. But unfortunately, that is impossible. As for your poems, I like some of them very much, but I also criticize some of them. You really have a different understanding of love, sometimes it is difficult to understand. However, yours are among the best poems written for that period, you are a very good poet. Believe me, you are not forgotten.

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I feel really lucky that I got the chance to learn more about you and your sonnets through this project. To be honest, at first, I didn't understand the meaning of your creations or the message you wanted to pass on to your readers, but I'm glad I gave it a chance and tried my best to find and understand it. My favorite sonnet is, surprisingly, the 130th, the one I didn’t like before I even read it. Your creations will definitely continue to leave a mark in many other people's hearts, and maybe there will be some curious people out there who will go through the same dilemma as I did and actually find the beauty in your sonnets.

Ioana

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Though centuries divide us, your words bridge time itself. Your sonnets have been my companions, whispering of love, mortality, and beauty with a wit and depth that still leaves me breathless. How could mere ink capture the human soul so perfectly?

Thank you for gifting the world such brilliance. Your work has shaped not just poetry, but the way we see longing, time, and truth. I write this with a quill of my own, humbled by your legacy.

With admiration,

Erica Iulia

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Dear Mr. Shakespeare,

I hope you are doing well. I want to thank you for your beautiful words. The way you write is very special. Your words feel real and deep. They make people feel strong emotions.

You are a true artist. Many people love what you wrote, even after many years. That shows how powerful your words are.

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Dear William Shakespeare,

Though centuries separate us, your words still speak to us. Through your verses, you gave voice to the human soul like no other: love, doubt, ambition, madness… all live on in your characters.

You showed us that the world is a stage and that, in the end, we are all actors in a greater play. Thank you for making immortal what is most fragile in us: emotion.

With admiration,

A reader from the future

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Dear Mr. Shakespeare,

I write to you from the future to tell you that your words still live on. Your verses speak to us of love, doubt, ambition, and sorrow with a truth that transcends the centuries.

Thank you for giving voice to the human soul with such depth. We continue to read, perform, and cherish your works as if they were written yesterday.

With admiration,

a reader from the 21st century

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Dear Mr. Shakespeare,

As a high school student studying your works, I wanted to thank you for the beauty and depth of your poetry, especially Sonnets 116 and 18. Your words have helped me better understand love, not just the romantic kind, but love as a powerful and enduring force.

In Sonnet 116, you said, "Love is not love which alters when it alteration finds,” and those lines really stayed with me. In a world that constantly changes, it’s comforting to think that true love remains constant, like “an ever-fixed mark.” It gave me a new perspective on loyalty and commitment.

Sonnet 18's famous line, “Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?” made me realize how poetry can immortalize someone. Your idea that beauty and love can live on through words is inspiring. It makes me want to write more, to find my voice in the way you found yours.

Though we are separated by centuries, your sonnets speak across time. Thank you for sharing your insight into human emotion. Your words still matter and still move hearts like mine, giving us the idea of pureness and infinity.

Sincerely,

Federico

IIS Medi, Italy

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Letter to Shakespeare

Guardian of the human soul,

With great respect, I write to you from a time far beyond your own. Even though centuries have passed, we still read your words with wonder, as if they were food for the spirit. I don’t know of any other writer who has explored the human heart so deeply, showing both its strengths and its flaws with honesty and beauty.

Your work has travelled through time like a strong ship crossing the ocean, surviving every change in the world. Even today, we are touched by the love of Romeo and Juliet, we think deeply with Hamlet, and we fear the ambition of Macbeth.

How could one man imagine so many powerful stories?

If I could speak to you, I would ask what you truly believed about people.

Are we heroes who fall?

Fools who laugh?

Dreamers?

Sinners searching for forgiveness?

Maybe we are all of these, and that is why your characters still feel so real to us.

So I thank you for saying what many are afraid to say, for making language eternal, and for giving us a clear reflection of our own hearts through your words.

With deep admiration,

Asia, a reader from the 21st Century

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Dear Mr. Shakespeare (or should I say, "Sweet Bard of Avon?"),

I hope this letter finds you well, though I suspect you’re busy inventing new words ("eyeball," really?) or penning another tragedy that’ll leave audiences sobbing into their ruffs. I’ve just read Sonnet 130—the one where you roast your mistress for having bad breath and wiry hair—and I’m obsessed.

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Hello Sir,

I write these words across the vast distance of time, with the deepest reverence and admiration. Though centuries separate us, your voice still echoes strong and true — in theatres, in classrooms, in quiet moments of reflection. Your quill captured the very soul of mankind, and with each line, you breathed life into words that shall never fade.

Your works, rich in wit, wisdom, and wonder, have given us more than stories; they have given us a mirror in which to see ourselves. From the ambitious reach of Macbeth to the aching tenderness of Juliet, from the fool’s clever truths to the king’s tragic fall, you taught us that all the world truly is a stage — and we, its ever-changing players.

What gift you gave the world: to show that love and loss, joy and sorrow, glory and ruin are not distant fates of kings and heroes, but familiar steps in every human heart. For that, dear bard, we thank you. You are not just the poet of a nation, but the voice of all humanity.

With deepest respect and gratitude,

One of countless admirers, Briana Iulia

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Dear Mr. Shakespeare,

Your writing is like a beautiful mystery each line full of hidden meanings and deep emotions. You don’t just tell stories; you reveal the truth about human nature in the most unusual and powerful way.

Your words feel different from anyone else’s. Bold, strange, and unforgettable. Even today, we read them and feel both wonder and curiosity.

Thank you for leaving behind such timeless magic.

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I hope this letter finds you well. It's been a while since we last talked, and I wanted to reach out to see how you are doing. I miss our conversations and the good times we shared.

Life here has been busy, but I’m doing my best to stay positive and enjoy each day. I’ve been thinking a lot about the memories we made together—they always make me smile.

I hope everything is going well on your side. Please let me know how you’ve been, what you’ve been up to, and if there’s anything new or exciting in your life. I’d really love to hear from you.

Take care of yourself and don’t forget that I’m always here if you need anything. I hope we can see each other again soon.

Sultan Okur ZGAL

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Even though centuries have passed since you walked this earth, your words still live on—echoing through time, whispering truths about love, sorrow, joy, and the human soul.

I write to you today to express my deep admiration. Your sonnets, in particular, have touched me in a way few works ever have. Their rhythm, emotion, and timeless themes reveal a brilliance that is both human and divine. You did not merely write with ink—you wrote with heart, with spirit.

Your contribution to the English language is immeasurable. You shaped it, expanded it, and gave it a poetic soul. Through your plays and poetry, you gifted the world not only new words and phrases, but also new ways of thinking and feeling.

Though your life ended long ago, I believe your death was not an end but a continuation of your greatness—a noble passing into the realm of immortality through literature. You may no longer breathe, but your words still do, and they carry your legacy with honor.

With all my respect and affection,
A grateful admirer of your art

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It feels a little strange writing to someone who lived so long ago, and yet, in so many ways, it feels like you’re still here. Your words echo through our lives—in school halls, on stages, in quiet moments when we’re trying to make sense of our own hearts. It’s almost as if you’ve been walking beside us all along.

We imagine you hunched over a candle-lit desk, ink-stained fingers, scribbling out scenes late into the night. Did you know then that your stories would live on for centuries? Did you ever feel uncertain or tired, like your words might not be enough? Because we do. And somehow, reading your work reminds us that those feelings are part of being human.

You didn’t just write plays; you captured how it feels to be alive. You understood longing, betrayal, joy, grief—all the messy things that make us who we are. When Juliet speaks, or Hamlet wonders, or Lear breaks down, we see parts of ourselves. And it’s comforting to know that even 400 years ago, people were wrestling with the same emotions we are today.

We want to thank you—not just for your brilliance, but for your honesty. For reminding us that it’s okay to ask questions, to make mistakes, to feel too much. Your characters are not perfect, and neither are we. But maybe that’s the point.

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Sonnet 18: “Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?”

Summary:

The poet begins by comparing his beloved to a summer’s day, but soon declares that the beloved is more lovely and more temperate. While summer is fleeting, with rough winds and fading beauty, the beloved’s beauty does not fade. Through this poem, their beauty will live on forever.

Sonnet 116: “Let me not to the marriage of true minds admit impediments”

Summary:

The poet states that true love is unchanging and unwavering, no matter what obstacles may come. It does not alter with time or circumstance. Love is like a guiding star to lost ships—constant and ever-reliable. Even though time may physically age lovers, true love remains unshaken. If the poet is wrong, then no one has ever truly loved.

Comparative Reflection:

Both sonnets portray love as timeless and enduring.

Sonnet 18 focuses on immortalizing a beloved through poetry, while Sonnet 116 discusses the unchanging nature of true love itself.

In both, Shakespeare elevates love to a higher plane—beyond the physical, into the eternal—affirming the power of art and emotion over the forces of nature and time.

Would you like a simplified version of these analyses, or perhaps to turn them into a presentation or essay?

For changing my perspective with these sonnets Thank you Shakespeare for changing my perspective with these sonnets.

Nurcan ZGAL

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Dear Shakespeare,Your sonnets continue to amaze me. How you captured love, time, and sorrow with such simple beauty is beyond me.Some lines feel like they were written just for me. Others I don’t fully understand — but I still feel them.Thank you for leaving behind words that still speak to the heart.

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Dear Shakespeare,Your sonnets continue to amaze me. How you captured love, time, and sorrow with such simple beauty is beyond me.Some lines feel like they were written just for me. Others I don’t fully understand — but I still feel them.Thank you for leaving behind words that still speak to the heart.

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Ecrin zgal