Romeo and Juliet quotes

These violent delights have violent ends. Friar Lawrence
What’s in a name? That which we call a roseBy any other word would smell as sweet. Juliet
I tell you, he that can lay hold of herShall have the chinks. Nurse
O, I am fortune’s fool. Romeo
But, soft! What light from yonder window breaks?Is it the east, and Juliet is the sun. Romeo
Is love a tender thing? Is it too rough, Too rude, too boisterous, and it pricks like thorn Romeo
…a plague on both your houses!They have made worms; meat of me. Mercutio
Tut, man, one finger burns out another’s burning;One pain is less’ned by another’s anguish. Benvolio
Then hie you hence to Friar Lawrence’s cell;There stays a husband to make you a wife. Nurse
…Prince, as thou art true,For blood of ours shed blood of Montague. Lady Capulet
Then, since the case so stands as now it dothI think it best you married with the county. Nurse
…Eyes look your last!Arms, take your last embrace! And lips, O youThe doors of breath, seal with a righteous kissA dateless bargain to engrossing Death!…Thus with a kiss I die. Romeo
O Romeo, Romeo! Wherefore art thou Romeo?Deny thy father and refuse thy name;Or if thou will not, be but sworn my love,And I’ll no longer be a Capulet. Juliet
Women may fall when there’s no strength in men. Friar
O, swear not by the moon, the inconstant moon,That monthly changes in her circled orb,Lest that thy love prove likewise variable. Juliet
From forth the fatal loins of these two foes,A pair of star-crossed lovers take their life: Prologue
This is thy sheath; there rust, and let me die. Juliet
Art thou a man? Thy form cries out thou art;Thy tears are womanish. Friar
Wisely and slow. They stumble that run fast. Friar
Hang thee! Young baggage! Disobedient wretch! Capulet
For never was a story of more woeThan this of Juliet and her Romeo. Prince
Three civil brawls, bred of an airy wordBy thee old Capulet, and Montague,Have thrice disturbed the quiet of our streets. Prince
I’ll lay fourteen of my teeth -And yet, to my ten be it spoken, I have but four -She’s not fourteen. Nurse
…Younger than you,Here in Verona, ladies of esteem,Are made already mothers. Lady Capulet
If love be rough with you, be rough with love. Mercutio
my only love sprung from only my hate!Too early seen unknown, and known too late! Juliet

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