Romeo and Juliet quotes (Mr.Lucero)

It is an honor that I dream not of Juliet
O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek! Romeo
… Young men’s love then lies not truly in their hearts but in their eyes. Friar Laurence
Then hie you hence to Friar Lawrence’s’ cell. There stays a husband to make you a wife. Nurse
What if this mixture do not work at all? Juliet
What’s in a name? That which we call a rose. By any other name would smell as sweet. Juliet
Put this In any liquid thing you will and drink it off, and if you had the strength of Twenty men, it would dispatch you straight. Apothecary
These violent delights have violent ends Friar Laurence
If thou dost love, pronounce it faithfully. Or, if thou thinkest I am too quickly won, I’ll frown and be perverse and say thee nay. Juliet
Men’s eyes were made to look, and let them gaze. I will not budge for no man’s pleasure, I. Murcutio
And for that offense. Immediately we do exile him hence. Prince
My lord, I would that Thursday were tomorrow. Paris
Romeo, the love I bear thee can afford no better term than this: thou art a villain. Tybalt
Delay this marriage for a month, a week, or, if you do not, make the bridal bed in that dim monument where Tybalt lies. Juliet
If ever you disturb our streets again, your lives shall pay the forfeit of the peace. Prince
Tybalt, the reason that I have to love thee doth much excuse the appertaining rage to such a greeting. Romeo
See what a scourge is laid upon your hate Prince
I am hurt a plague o’ both houses! Murcutio
By heaven, I love thee better than myself, for I come hither armed against myself. Romeo
Thus with a kiss I die. Romeo
… O, happy dagger, this is thy sheath. There rust, and let me die. In that dim monument where Tybalt lies. Juliet
Well, peace be with you, sir. Here comes my man. Tybalt
This is that banished haughty Montague that murdered my love’s cousin Paris
She’s not well married that lives married long, But she’s best married that dies married young. Friar Laurence
Good gentle youth, tempt not a desp’rate man. Romeo
Here from Verona art thou banished, be patient, for the world is broad and wide. Friar Laurence
Do not deny to him that you love me. Paris
Wisely and slow. They stumble that run fast. Friar Laurence
Hang thee, young baggage, disobedient wretch! I tell thee what: get thee to church o’ Thursday, or never after look me in the face. Capulet
Boy, this shall not excuse the injuries that thou hast done me. Therefore turn and draw. Tybalt

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