| Do you bite your thumb at us, sir? | Abram |
| What, drawn and talk of peace? I hate the word as I hate hell, all Montagues, and thee! | Tybalt |
| Here’s much to do with hate and more with love. | Romeo |
| My will to her consent is but a part. An she agree, within her scope of choice lies my consent and fair according voice. | Capulet |
| I’ll look to like if looking like move; but no more will I endart mine eye your consent gives strength to make it fly. | Juliet |
| If love be rough with you, be rough with love. | Mercutio |
| True, I talk of dreams; which are the children of an idle brain, begot of nothing but vain fantasy. | Mercutio |
| O, she doth teach me the torches to burn bright! | Romeo |
| Did my heart love till now? Forswear it, sight! I never saw true beauty till this night. | Romeo |
| I will withdraw, but this intrusion shall, now seeming sweet, covert to bitter gall. | Tybalt |
| My only love sprung from my only hate; too early seen and known too late. | Juliet |
| I conjure the by Rosaline’s bright eyes, by her high forehead and her scarlet lip, by her fine foot, straight leg, and quivering thigh. | Mercutio |
| But soft! What light through yonder window breaks? It is the East and Juliet is the sun. | Romeo |
| Tis but thy name that is thy enemy. | Juliet |
| My life were better ended by their hate than death prorogued, wanting of thy love. | Romeo |
| I have no joy in this contract tonight. It is too rash, too unadvised, too sudden; too like lightening… | Juliet |
| Love goes towards love as school boys from their books; but love from love, towards school with heavy looks. | Romeo |
| Good night! Good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow that I shall say good night till it be morrow. | Juliet |
| Young men’s love then lies not truly in their hearts but in their eyes. | Friar Laurence |
| Wisely and slow. They stumble that run fast. | Friar Laurence |
| A sail, a sail! | Benvolio |
| Scurvy Knave! I’m none of his flirt gills; I am none of his skainsmates. | Nurse |
| Therefore, love moderatley; long love doth so; too swift arrives as tardy as too slow. | Friar Laurence |
| Thy head is as full as quarrels as an egg is full of meat; and yet they head hath been beaten as addle as an egg for quarreling. | Mercutio |
| I do protest I never inured thee, But love thee better than thou canst devise Till thou shalt know the reason of my love. | Romeo |
| Tis not so deep as a well, nor so wide as a church door; but tis enough twill serve. Ask for me tomorrow and you will find me a grave man, – A plague on both your houses. | Mercutio |
| Good king of cats, (I want nothing) more than one of your nine lives. | Mercutio |
| Either thou or I, or both, must go with him. | Romeo |
| And when he shall die, take him and cut him out in the stars, and he will make the face of heaven so fine that all the world will be in love with night and pay no worship to the garish sun. | Juliet |
| Was ever book containing such vile matter so fairly bound? | Juliet |
| Exile hath more terror in his look, much more than death. | Romeo |
| Stand, an you be a man… for her sake, rise and stand! Why should you fall into so deep and O? | Nurse |
| In what vile part of this anatomy doth my name lodge? Tell me that I may sack the hateful mansion. | Romeo |
| These times of woe offer no time to woo. | Paris |
| Methinks I see thee, now thou are below, as one dead in the bottom of a tomb. | Juliet |
| And you will be mine, I’ll give you to a friend; An you be not, hand, beg, starve, die in the streets, for by my soul, I’ll never acknowledge thee, nor what is mine shall never do thee good. | Capulet |
| I’ll not to bed tonight. Let me alone. I’ll play the housewife for this once. | Capulet |
| This do I drink with thee. | Juliet |
| Death lies on her like an untimely frost upon the sweetest flower of all the field. | Capulet |
| Heaven and yourself had part in this fair maid! Now heaven hath all, and the better is it for the maid. | Friar Laurence |
| I Pay thy poverty and not thy will. | Romeo |
| Eyes Look you last! Arms, take your last embrace! And Lips, O you the doors of breath, seal with a righteous kiss a dateless bargain to engrossing death! | Romeo |
| Come, go! I dare no longer stay! | Friar Laurence |
| Then I’ll be brief. O happy dagger! | Juliet |
| See what a scourge is laid upon your hate, that heaven finds means to kill your joys with love! And I for winking at your discords too, have lost a brace of kinsmen. All are punished. | Prince |
| For never was a story of more woe than this of Juliet and he Romeo. | Prince |
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December 29, 2019