Doyle Romeo and Juliet Quotes

Lady Capulet “A crutch, a crutch! Why call you for a sword?”
Romeo “Tut, I have lost myself. I am not here. This is not Romeo. He’s some other where.”
Mercutio “He heareth not, he stirreth not, he moveth not. The ape is dead, and I must conjure him.– I conjure thee by Rosaline’s bright eyes, By her high forehead, and her scarlet lip”
Romeo “He jests at scars that never felt a wound.”
Romeo “Love goes toward love as schoolboys from their books, But love from love, toward school with heavy looks.”
Romeo “I have forgot that name and that name’s woe.”
Romeo “Doth grace for grace and love for love allow. The other did not so.”
Friar Lawrence “In one respect I’ll thy assistant be, For this alliance may so happy prove to turn your households’ rancor to pure love.”
Mercutio “Why, is not this better now than groaning for love? Now art thou sociable, now art thou Romeo, now art thou what thou art, by art as well as by nature. For this driveling love is like a great natural that runs lolling up and down to hide his bauble in a hole.”
Prince “Where are the vile beginners of this fray?”
Lady Capulet “Tybalt, my cousin, O my brother’s child! O prince! O cousin! Husband! O, the blood is spilled of my dear kinsman! Prince, as thou art true, for blood of ours, shed blood of Montague.”
Lady Capulet “He is a kinsman to the Montague. Affection makes him false; he speaks not true. Some twenty of them fought in this black strife, and all those twenty could but kill one life. I beg for justice, which thou, prince, must give. Romeo slew Tybalt; Romeo must not live.”
Friar Lawrence “Be patient, for the world is broad and wide.”
Romeo “There is no world without Verona walls but purgatory, torture, hell itself.”
Paris “These times of woe afford no times to woo.”
Paris “My lord, I would that Thursday were tomorrow.”
Friar Lawrence “On Thursday, sir? The time is very short”
Paris “God shield I should disturb devotion! Juliet, on Thursday early will I rouse you. Till then, adieu, and keep this holy kiss.”
Nurse “O woe, O woeful, woeful, woeful day! Most lamentable day, most woeful day that ever, ever I did yet behold! O day, O day, O day, O hateful day! Never was seen so black a day as this! O woeful day, O woeful day!”
Capulet “All things that we ordained festival turn from their office to black funeral: our instruments to melancholy bells, our wedding cheer to a sad burial feast, our solemn hymns to sullen dirges change, our bridal flowers serve for a buried corse, and all things change them to the contrary.”
Peter “O musicians, because my heart itself plays ‘My heart is full.'” “O, play me some merry dump to comfort me.”
Juliet “What’s in a name”
Lady Capulet “You are too hot.”
Romeo “Ay me, sad hours seem long.”
Romeo “Why then, O brawling love, O loving hate, O anything of nothing first create! O heavy lightness, serious vanity, Misshapen chaos of well-seeming forms….This love feel I, that feel no love in this.”
Benvolio No, coz, I rather weep.
Capulet My child is yet a stranger in the world.
Paris Younger than she are happy mothers made.

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