William Shakespeare, Romeo And Juliet Quotes
Good night, good night! parting is such sweet sorrow, That I shall say good night till it be morrow.
There's an old saying that applies to me: you can't lose a game if you don't play the game. (Act 1, scene 4)
Do not swear by the moon, for she changes constantly. then your love would also change.
See how she leans her cheek upon her hand. O, that I were a glove upon that hand That I might touch that cheek!
Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath hath had no power yet upon thy beauty.
Love is heavy and light, bright and dark, hot and cold, sick and healthy, asleep and awake- its everything except what it is! (Act 1, scene 1)
For never was a story of more woe than this of Juliet and her Romeo.
One fire burns out another's burning, One pain is lessen'd by another's anguish.
Care keeps his watch in every old man’s eye, And where care lodges, sleep will never lie.
Some grief shows much of love, But much of grief shows still some want of wit.
Affliction is enamoured of thy parts, And thou art wedded to calamity.
There is thy gold, worse poison to men's souls, Doing more murder in this loathsome world, Than these poor compounds that thou mayst not sell.
Have I thought long to see this morning’s face, And doth it give me such a sight as this?
A peevish self-willed harlotry it is.*She’s a stubborn little brat.*
If love be rough with you, be rough with love. Prick love for pricking and you beat love down.
Love moderately. Long love doth so.Too swift arrives as tardy as too slow.*Love each other in moderation. That is the key to long-lasting love. Too fast is as bad as too slow.*
turn him into stars and form a constellation in his image. His face will make the heavens so beautiful that the world will fall in love with the night and forget about the garish sun.
What man art thou that, thus bescreened in night, So stumblest on my counsel?*Who are you? Why do you hide in the darkness and listen to my private thoughts?*
I would forget it fain, But oh, it presses to my memory, Like damnèd guilty deeds to sinners' minds.
Therefore love moderately. Long love doth so. Too swift arrives as tardy as too slow.
Romeo: I dreamt a dream tonight.Mercutio: And so did I.Romeo: Well, what was yours?Mercutio: That dreamers often lie.
Benvolio: What sadness lengthens Romeo's hours?Romeo: Not having that, which, having, makes them short.
What's in a name? that which we call a roseBy any other name would smell as sweet.
These violent delights have violent endsAnd in their triump die, like fire and powderWhich, as they kiss, consume
The sweetest honey is loathsome in its own deliciousness. And in the taste destroys the appetite. Therefore, love moderately.
Alack, there lies more peril in thine eyeThan twenty of their swords: look thou but sweet, And I am proof against their enmity.
