William Shakespeare, Romeo And Juliet Quotes
Parting is such sweet sorrow that I shall say goodnight till it be morrow.
Unless philosophy can make a Juliet, Displant a town, reverse a prince’s doom, It helps not, it prevails not.
Afore me! It is so very late, That we may call it early by and by.
O my love, my wife!Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breathHath had no power yet upon thy beauty.
One pain is lessened by another’s anguish. ... Take thou some new infection to thy eye, And the rank poison of the old will die.
When he shall die, Take him and cut him out in little stars, And he will make the face of heaven so fineThat all the world will be in love with nightAnd pay no worship to the garish sun.
I have a soul of leadSo stakes me to the ground I cannot move.
Eyes, look your last! Arms, take your last embrace! And, lips, oh you the doors of breath, seal with a righteous kiss a dateless bargain to engrossing death!
Tis torture, and not mercy. Heaven is here Where Juliet lives, and every cat and dog And little mouse, every unworthy thing, Live here in heaven and may look on her, But Romeo may not.
How art thou out of breath when thou hast breathTo say to me that thou art out of breath?
What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet