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Romeo and Juliet Quotes

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He jests at scars that never felt a wound.
Romeo
Is love a tender thing? It is too rough, too rude, too boisterous, and it pricks like thorn.
Romeo
If love be rough with you, be rough with love. Prick love for pricking and you beat love down.
Mercutio
And when I shall die, take him and cut him up in little stars, and he will make the face of heaven so fine that all the world will fall in love with night and pay no worship to the garish sun.
Juliet
Romeo, the love I bear thee can afford no better term than this: Thou art a villain.
Tybalt
How art thou out of breath when thou hast breath to say to me that thou art out of breath? Is the news good or bad, answer to that.
Juliet
Romeo, what's here? Poison? Drunk all, and left no friendly drop to help me after?
Juliet
Did my heart love 'til now? Forswear its sight. For I never saw true beauty 'til this night.
Romeo
Peace? Peace. I hate the word, as I hate hell, all Montagues, and thee.
Tybalt
Romeo slew Tybalt. Romeo must not live.
Lady Capulet
A glooming peace this morning with it brings. The sun for sorrow will not show his head. Go hence and 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 Escalus
A plague o' both your houses! They have made worms' meat of me.
Mercutio
I am Fortune's fool!
Romeo
Two households, both alike in dignity, in fair Verona, where we lay our scene. From ancient grudge break to new mutiny, where civil blood makes civil hands unclean. From forth the fatal loins of these two foes, a pair of star-crossed lovers take their life.
Chorus
Three civil brawls, bred of an airy word by thee, old Capulet, and Montague, have thrice distrubed the quiet of our streets. If ever you disturb our streets again, your lives shall pay the forfeit of the peace.
Prince Escalus
Part, fools! Put up your swords. You know not what you do!
Benvolio
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
Goodnight, goodnight! Parting is such sweet sorrow that I shall say goodnight till it be morrow
Juliet
O Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo? Deny thy father and refuse thy name, or if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love, and I'll no longer be a Capulet.
Juliet
But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks? It is the east, and Juliet is the sun.
Romeo
Eyes, look your last! Arms, take your last embrace!
Romeo
Thy drugs are quick. Thus with a kiss I die.
Romeo
That dreamers often lie.
Mercutio
I defy you, stars!
Romeo
Death, that hath sucked the honey of thy breath, hath had no power yet upon thy beauty.
Romeo
Not proud you have, but thankful you have. Proud can I never be of what I hate!
Juliet
I see Queen Mab hath been with you.
Mercutio
It is an honor that I dream not of.
Juliet
"Lady, by yonder blessed moon I vow that tips with silver all these fruit tree tops"
Romeo
Wisely and slow. They stumble that run fast.
Friar
"Scurvy Knave! Pray you sir, a word and, as I told you, my young lady bid me inquire you out."
Nurse
"Is three long hours; yet she is not come, Had she affections and warm youthful blood, She would e as swift in motion as a ball."
Juliet
"Romeo? No, not he. Though his face be better than any man's, ... He is not the flower of courtesy."
Nurse
Consort? What, dost thou make us minstrels?
Mercutio
O calm, dishonorable, vile submission! Alla stoccata carries it away.
Mercutio
"That gallant spirit hath aspired the clouds, Which too untimely here did scorn the earth."
Benvolio
"Once more, on pain of death, all me depart."
Prince
"Holy Saint Francis! What a change is here! Is Rosaline, that thou didst love so dear, So soon Forsaken?"
Friar
"Hold daughter. I do spy a kind of hope. Which craves as desperate an execution."
Friar
"Alone, in company; still my care hath been to have her matched; and having now provided...And then to have a wretched puling fool!"
Lord Capulet
I pray thee, good Mercutio, let's retire: The day is hot, the Capulets abroad, And, if we meet, we shall not scape a brawl; For now, these hot days, is the mad blood stirring.
Benvolio
We talk here in the public haunt of men: Either withdraw unto some private place, And reason coldly of your grievances, Or else depart; here all eyes gaze on us.
Benvolio
Well, peace be with you, sir: here comes my man.
Romeo
Tybalt, you rat-catcher, will you walk?
Mercutio
No, 'tis not so deep as a well, nor so wide as a church-door; but 'tis enough,'twill serve: ask for me to-morrow, and you shall find me a grave man. I am peppered, I warrant, for this world. A plague o' both your houses!
Mercutio
This gentleman, the prince's near ally, My very friend, hath got his mortal hurt In my behalf; my reputation stain'd.
Romeo
Now, Tybalt, take the villain back again, That late thou gavest me; for Mercutio's soul Is but a little way above our heads, Staying for thine to keep him company: Either thou, or I, or both, must go with him.
Romeo
Your high displeasure: all this uttered With gentle breath, calm look, knees humbly bow'd, Could not take truce with the unruly spleen Of Tybalt deaf to peace, but that he tilts With piercing steel at bold Mercutio's breast,
Benvolio
I beg for justice, which thou, prince, must give; Romeo slew Tybalt, Romeo must not live.
Lady Capulet
And for that offence Immediately we do exile him hence: I have an interest in your hate's proceeding, My blood for your rude brawls doth lie a-bleeding; But I'll amerce you with so strong a fine That you shall all repent the loss of mine: I will be deaf to pleading and excuses; Nor tears nor prayers shall purchase out abuses: Therefore use none: let Romeo hence in haste, Else, when he's found, that hour is his last. Bear hence this body and attend our will: Mercy but murders, pardoning those that kill.
Prince Escalus
But, wherefore, villain, didst thou kill my cousin? That villain cousin would have kill'd my husband:
Juliet
O serpent heart, hid with a flowering face! Did ever dragon keep so fair a cave? Beautiful tyrant! fiend angelical! Dove-feather'd raven! wolvish-ravening lamb! Despised substance of divinest show! Just opposite to what thou justly seem'st, A damned saint, an honourable villain! O nature, what hadst thou to do in hell, When thou didst bower the spirit of a fiend In moral paradise of such sweet flesh? Was ever book containing such vile matter So fairly bound? O that deceit should dwell In such a gorgeous palace!
Juliet
'Romeo is banished,' to speak that word, Is father, mother, Tybalt, Romeo, Juliet, All slain, all dead. 'Romeo is banished!' There is no end, no limit, measure, bound, In that word's death; no words can that woe sound.
Juliet
Come, cords, come, nurse; I'll to my wedding-bed; And death, not Romeo, take my maidenhead!
Juliet
O, find him! give this ring to my true knight, And bid him come to take his last farewell.
Juliet
Affliction is enamour'd of thy parts, And thou art wedded to calamity.
Friar Lawrence
Spakest thou of Juliet? how is it with her? Doth she not think me an old murderer, Now I have stain'd the childhood of our joy With blood removed but little from her own? Where is she? and how doth she? and what says My conceal'd lady to our cancell'd love?
Romeo
Hold thy desperate hand: Art thou a man? thy form cries out thou art: Thy tears are womanish; thy wild acts denote The unreasonable fury of a beast: Unseemly woman in a seeming man! Or ill-beseeming beast in seeming both!
Friar Lawrence
Go, get thee to thy love, as was decreed, Ascend her chamber, hence and comfort her: But look thou stay not till the watch be set, For then thou canst not pass to Mantua; Where thou shalt live, till we can find a time To blaze your marriage, reconcile your friends, Beg pardon of the prince, and call thee back With twenty hundred thousand times more joy Than thou went'st forth in lamentation.
Friar Lawrence
Look you, she loved her kinsman Tybalt dearly, And so did I:--Well, we were born to die.
Lord Capulet
Sojourn in Mantua; I'll find out your man, And he shall signify from time to time Every good hap to you that chances here:
Friar Lawrence
Monday! ha, ha! Well, Wednesday is too soon, O' Thursday let it be: o' Thursday, tell her, She shall be married to this noble earl. Will you be ready? do you like this haste?
Lord Capulet
Let me be ta'en, let me be put to death; I am content, so thou wilt have it so.
Romeo
Come, death, and welcome! Juliet wills it so. How is't, my soul? let's talk; it is not day.
Romeo
O, now be gone; more light and light it grows. / More light and light; more dark and dark our woes!
Romeo and Juliet
O God, I have an ill-divining soul! Methinks I see thee, now thou art below, As one dead in the bottom of a tomb: Either my eyesight fails, or thou look'st pale. / And trust me, love, in my eye so do you: Dry sorrow drinks our blood. Adieu, adieu!
Juliet and Romeo
[Aside] Villain and he be many miles asunder.-- God Pardon him! I do, with all my heart; And yet no man like he doth grieve my heart.
Juliet
Indeed, I never shall be satisfied With Romeo, till I behold him--dead-- Is my poor heart for a kinsman vex'd.
Juliet
Evermore showering? In one little body Thou counterfeit'st a bark, a sea, a wind; For still thy eyes, which I may call the sea, Do ebb and flow with tears; the bark thy body is, Sailing in this salt flood; the winds, thy sighs; Who, raging with thy tears, and they with them, Without a sudden calm, will overset Thy tempest-tossed body
Lord Capulet
I would the fool were married to her grave!
Lady Capulet
Thursday is near; lay hand on heart, advise: An you be mine, I'll give you to my friend; And you be not, hang, beg, starve, die in the streets, For, by my soul, I'll ne'er acknowledge thee, Nor what is mine shall never do thee good:
Lord Capulet
Talk not to me, for I'll not speak a word: Do as thou wilt, for I have done with thee.
Lady Capulet
Faith, here it is. Romeo is banish'd; and all the world to nothing, That he dares ne'er come back to challenge you; Or, if he do, it needs must be by stealth. Then, since the case so stands as now it doth, I think it best you married with the county. O, he's a lovely gentleman!
Nurse
I think you are happy in this second match, For it excels your first: or if it did not, Your first is dead; or 'twere as good he were, As living here and you no use of him.
Nurse
So many thousand times? Go, counsellor; Thou and my bosom henceforth shall be twain.
Juliet
If all else fail, myself have power to die.
Juliet
go home, be merry, give consent to marry Paris
Friar Lawrence
Send for the county. Go tell him of this. Ill have this knit knot up tomorrow morning
Lord Capulet
My heart is wondrous light since this same wayward girl was so reclaimed
Capulet
What if this mixture do not work at all? Shall I be married tomorrow morning?`
Juliet
Romeo. Romeo. Romeo! Here's drink. I drink to thee
Juliet
Madam, ay let the County take you in your bed
Nurse
Death lies on her like an untimely frost upon the sweetest flower in the field
Capulet
Beguiled, divorced, wronged, spited, slain, most detestable death
Paris
Your part in her you could not keep from death
Friar Lawrence
Shes not well married that lives married long
Friar Lawrence
For nothing can be ill if she is well
Romeo
Well Juliet I will lie with thee tonight
Romeo
This world is not thy friend, nor the world's law
Romeo
There is thy gold, worse poison to men's souls, doing more murder in this loathsome world than these poor compunds that thou mayst not sell me
Romeo
I sell thee poison, thou hast sole me none
Romeo
nightly shall be to strew thy grave (with flowers) and weep
Paris
Can vengeance be pursued further than death?
Paris
Obey and go with me for thou must die
Paris
tempt not a desp'rate man
Romeo
open the tomb, lay me with juliet
Romeo
shall I beleive that unsubstantial death is amorous
Romeo
shake the yoke of inauspicious stars from this world-wearied flesh!
Romeo
the doors of breath, sealed with a righteous kiss
Romeo
I will kiss they lips, Haply some poison doth hang on them
Juliet
O happy dagger, thus is my sheath. There rust and let me die.
Juliet
Alas, my liege, my wife is dead tonight
Montague
I am the greatest, yet able to do least
Friar Lawrence
see what a scourge is laid upon your hate
Prince
O brother Montague give me thy hand. This is my daughters venture, no more can I demand.
Capulet
For I will ray her statue in pure gold... There shall no figure be set as that of true and faithful Juliet
Montague
A glooming peace this morning with it brings. The sun for sorrow will not show it's head
Prince
Where are the vile beginners of this fray?
Prince
And so, good capulet, whose name I tender as dearly as mine own, be satisfied
Romeo
By my head here come the Capulets
Benvolio
Oh wilt thou leave me so unsatisfied?
Romeo
By my heel I care not
Mercutio
the sweetest honey is loathsome in it's own deliciousness
Friar Lawrence
What's Montague? it is nor hand nor foot
Juliet
Oh swear not by the moon, th' inconstant moon
Juliet
But passion lends them power, time means to meet
Chorus
the all seeing sun ne'er seen her match since first the world began
Romeo
My will to her consent is but a part
Capulet
Here's much to do with hate and less with love
Romeo
turn thee, Benvolio, look at thy death
Tybalt
There on the ground with his own tears made drunk
Friar Lawrence
This is a dear mercy and thou seest it not
Friar Lawrence
Ha Banishment! be merciful and say death
Romeo
My husband lives, That Tybalt would have slain, and Tybalts dead, that would have slain my Romeo
Juliet
These violent delights have violent ends
Friar Lawrence
if love be blind, love cannot hit the mark
Mercutio
Marry, that 'marry' is the very theme I came to talk of. Tell me, daughter Juliet, how stands your dispositions to be married?
Lady Capulet
I'll look to like if looking liking move, but no deeper will I endart my eye
Juliet
These times of woe shall afford no time to woo
Paris
Rebellious subjects, enemies to peace, profaners of this neighbourhood-stained steel - will they not hear? What ho, you men, you beasts.
Prince Escalus
These violent delights have violent ends and in their triumph die like fire and powder, which as they kiss consume.
Friar Lawrence
There is no world without Verona walls, but purgatory, torture, hell itself.
Romeo
O God, I have an ill-divining soul! Methinks I see thee now, thou art so low, as one dead in the bottom of a tomb.
Juliet
Hang thee, young baggage, disobedient wretch! I tell thee what: get thee to a church a'Thursday, or never after look me in the face.
Capulet
A man, young lady! Such a man, as all the world - why, he's a man of wax.
Nurse
If love be rough with you, be rough with love: prick love for pricking, and you beat love down.
Mercutio
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-.
Romeo