Romeo and Juliet Quotes

two households, both alike in dignity, in fair Verona, where we lay our scene, from ancient grudge break to new mutiny, where civil blook makes civil hands unlean. from forth the fatal loins of these two foes A pair of star-cross’d lovers take their life; whole misadventured piteous overthrows Doth with their death bury their parents strife. Chorus
No, sir, I do not bite my thumb at you, sir; but I bite my thumb, sir. Sampson
What, drawn, and talk of peace?I hate the word As I hate hell, all Montagues, and thee. Tybalt
…Three civil brawls, bred of an airy word By thee, old Capulet, and Montague, Have thrice disturbed the quiet of our streets… the Prince
O Me! What fray was here? Yet tell me not, for I have heard it all. Here’s much to do with hate, but more with love. Romeo
My child is yet a stranger in the world, she hath not seen the change of fourteen years; let two more summers wither in their pride ere we may think her ripe to be a bride. Lord Capulet
Compare her face with some that I shall show, and I will make thee think thy swan a crow. Benvolio
even or odd, of all days in the year Come Lammas Eve at night shall she be fourteen… nurse
Why, he’s a man of wax nurse
a visor for a visor! Mercutio
O, then, I see Queen Mab hath been with you! She is the fairies’ midwife, and she comes in shape no bigger than an agate stone… Mercutio
True, I talk of dreams; Which are the children of an idle brain, Begot of nothing but vain fantasy; which is as thin of substance as the air, and more inconstant than the wind… Mercutio
I fear too early, for my mind misgives some consequence yet hanging in the stars shall bitterly begin this fearful date with this night’s revels, and expire the term of a despised life closed in my breast by some vile forfeit of untimely death…But he that hath the steerage of my course Direct my sail! Romeo
O, she doth teach the torches to burn bright! It seems she hangs upon the cheek of night As a rich jewel in an Ethiop’s ear-Beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear! Romeo
Good Pilgrim, you do wrong your hand too much, Which mannerly devotion shows in this; For saints have hands that Pilgrims’ hands do touch, and palm to palm is holy Palmers’ kiss… Juliet
He jests at scars that never felt a wound. Romeo
My only love sprung from my only hate? too early seen unknown, and known too late! prodigious birth of love it is to me that I must love a loathed enemy. Juliet
But soft! What light through yonder window breaks? It is the East, and Juliet is the sun! Romeo
O Romeo, RomeoW Wherefore art thou Romeo? Deny thy father and refuse thy name: Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love, and I’l no longer be a Capulet. Juliet
What’s in a name? That which we call a rose By any other word would smell as sweet. Juliet
O, swear not by the moon, the inconstant moon, That monthly changes in her circled orb, lest that thy love prove likewise variable. Juliet
Good night, good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow That I shall say good night till it be morrow. Juliet
In one respect I’ll thy assistant be; For this alliance may so happy prove To turn your households’ rancor to pure love. Friar Lawrence
Wisely and slow. They stumble that run fast. Friar Lawrence
Come, come with me, and we will make short work; For, by your leaves, you shall not stay alone Till holy church incorporate two in one. Friar Lawrence
And but one word with one of us? Couple it with something; make it a word and a blow. Mercutio
Romeo, the love I bear thee can afford No better term than this: thou art a villain. Tybalt
No, ’tis not so deep as a well, nor so wide as a church door: but ’tis enough, ’twill serve. Asl for me tomorrow, and you shall find me a grave man… Mercutio
O, I am fortune’s fool! Romeo
Gallop apace ye fiery footed steeds… Juliet
Give me my Romeo, and when I shall die, Take him and cut him out in little 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
Ha, banishment? Be merciful, say ‘death’; For exile hath more terror in his look, Much more than death. So not say ‘banishment’. Romeo
It was the lark, the herald of the morn. Romeo
More light and light-more dark and dark woes… Romeo
Hang thee, young baggage! Disobedient wretch! I tell thee what-get thee to church a’ Thursday Or never after look me in the face. Lord Capulet
Death lies upon her like an untimely frost Upon the sweetest flower of all the field. Lord Capulet
Then I defy you stars! Romeo
Thy lips are warm! Juliet
…Where be these enemies? Capulet, Montague, see what a scourge is laid upon your hate, that heaven finds means to kill your joys with love. Prince
A glooming peace this morning with it brings. The sun for sorrow will not show his head. Go hence to have more talk of these sad things. Some shall be pardoned, and some punished. For never was a story of more woe than this of Juliet and her Romeo. Prince

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