"I'll look to like, if looking liking move; But no more deep will I endart mine eye / Than your consent gives strength to make it fly."

"Saints do not move, though grant for prayers' sake." (to Romeo)

"Go, ask his name.- If he be married, / My grave iss like to be my wedding-bed." (to Nurse, about Romeo)

"My only love sprung from my only hate! Too early seen unknown, and known too late."

"What's in a name? That which we call a rose / By any other word would smell as sweet."

"If thou dost love, pronounce it faithfully; Or if thou think'st I am too quickly won, I'll frown and be perversse and say thee nay, ' So thou wilt too; but else, not for the world."

"Oh, swear not by the moon, the inconstant moon / That monthly changes in her circled orb."

"It is too rash, too unadvis'd, too sudden, / Too like the lightning, which doth cease to be / Ere one can say it lightens."

"My love is deep; the more I give to thee, / The more I have, for both are infinite."

"Love's heralds should be thoughts, / Which ten times faster glide than teh sun's beams / Driving back shadows over louring hills. . . But old folks, marry, feign as they were dead, / Unwieldy, slow, heavy and pale as lead."

"Conceit, more rich in matter than in words / Brags of his substance, not of ornament . . But my true love is grown to such excess / I cannot sum up sum of half my wealth."

"So tedious is this day / To an impatient child that hath new robes / And may not wear them."

"O serpent heart, hid with a flow'ring face! / Did every dragon keep so fair a cave?" (about Romeo)

"That 'banished,' that one word 'banished' / Hath slain ten thousand Tybalts."

"Some say the lark and loathed toad change eyess; / N, now I would they ahd chang'd voices, too."

"O God, I have an ill-divining soul! Methinks I se thee, now thou art below / As one dead in the bottom of a tomb"

"O Fortune, Fortune! all men call thee fickle."

"Ancient damnation! O most wicked fiend! . . . I'll to the friar, to know his remedy / If all else fail, myself have power to die." (about Nurse)

"What must be shall be." (to Paris)

""I will confess to you that I love him." (to Paris, about Friar Laurence)

"The tears have got small victory by that, / For it was bad enough before their spite." (to Paris)

"Love give me strength! and strength shall help afford. / Farewell, dear father." (to Friar Laurence)

"I fear it is; and yet, methinks, it should not, / For he hath still been tried a holy man." (about Friar Laurence)

"O, look! methinks I see my cousin's ghost / Seeking out Romeo, athat did spit his body / Upon a rapier's point."

"Haply some poison yet doth hang on them, / To make me die with a restorative. / Thy lips are warm."

"Yea, noise? Then I'll be brief. O happy dagger! / This is thy sheath; there rust, and let me die."

"Alas, that love, whose view is muffled still / Should, without eyes, see pathways to his will!"

"Why then, O brawling love! O loving hate! O anything, of nothing first create!"

"Griefs of mine own lie heavy in my breast / Which thou wilt propagate to have it prest / With more of thine."

"Tut, I have left myself; I am not here. This is not Romeo; he's some otherwhere."

"Bid a sick man in sadness make his will, / Ah, word ill urg'd to one that is so ill!"

"She'll not be hit / With Cupid's arrow; she hath Dian's wit . . O, she is rich in beauty, only poor / That, when she

dies, with beauty dies her store." (about Rosaline).

"He that is strucken blind cannot forget / The precious treasure of his eyesight lost."

"The all-seeing sun / Ne'er saw her match since first the world begun." (about Rosaline)

"You have dancing shoes / With nimble soles; I have a soul of lead / So stakes me to the ground I cannot move." (to Benvolio)

"O, she doth teach the torches to burn bright!"(about Juliet)

"If I profane with my unworthiest hand / This holy shrine, the gentle fine is this: My lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready stand / To smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss."

"Can I go forward when my heart is here? Turn back, dull earth, and find thy centre out."

"He jests at scars that never felt a wound." (about Mercutio)

"Alack, there lies more peril in thine eye / Than twenty of their swords! Look thou but sweet / And I am proof against their enmity."

"Love goes toward love, as sschoolboys from their books, / But love from love, toward school with heavy looks."

"Villain I am none; / Therefore farewell; I see thou know'st me not." (to Tybalt)

"I thought all for the best" (to Mercutio)

"This day's black fate on moe days doth depend; / This but begins the woe others must end."

"There is no world without Verona walls, / But purgatory, torture, hell itself."

"Unless philosophy can make a Juliet, / Displant a town, reverse a prince's doom, / It helps not, it prevails not."

"If I may trust the flattering truth of sleep, / My dreams presage some joyful news at hand. . . I dreamt my lady came and found me dead - / Strange dream, that gives a dead man leave to think!"

"Thou detestable maw, thou womb of death / Gorg'd with the dearest morsel of the earth."

"O, give me thy hand, / One writ with me in sour misfortune's book!" (to Paris)

"How oft when men are at the point of death / Have they been merry! which their keeprs call / A lightning before death."

"O true apothecary! / Thy drugs are quick. Thuss with a kiss I die."

"I'll lay fourteen of my teeth - / And yet, to my teen it be spoken, I have but four"

" 'Yea,' quoth my husband, 'fall'st upon thy face?' Thou wilt fall backward when thou comest to age.' "

"Lady, such a man / As all the word- why, he's a man of wax." (about Paris)

"If ye should lead her into a fool's paradise, as they say, it were a very gross kind of behaviour."

"Two may keep counsel, putting one away." (about secrets)

"She, good soul, had as lief see a toad, a very toad, as see him." (about Juliet and Paris)

"There's no trust, / No faith, no honesty in men; all perjur'd, / All forsworn, all naught, all dissemblers."

"Romeo is banish'd; and all the world to nothing / THat he dares ne'ever come back to challenge you . . I think it best you married with the County."

"Go you cot-quean, go, / Get you to bed. Faith, you'll be sick to-morrow / For this night's watching." (to Capulet)

"You take your penny-worths now; / Sleep for a week; for the next night, I warrant, / The County Paris hath set up his rest / That you shall rest but little." (to the sleeping Juliet)

"Art thou so bare and full of wretchedness / And fear'st to die?" (to Apothecary)

"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. / I sell thee poison; thou hast sold me none." (to Apothecary)

"The grey-ey'd morn smiles on teh frowning night, / Chequ'ring the eastern clouds with streaks of light."

"The earth, that's nature's smother, is her tomb; / What is her burying grave, that is her womb."

"Virtue itself turns vice, being misapplied / And vice sometime's by action dignified."

"Two such opposed kings encamp them stsill / In man as well as herbs, grace and rude will; And where the worser is predominant / Full soon the canker death eats up that plant."

"Be plain, good son, and homely in thy drift; / Riddling confession finds but riddling shrift."

"Young men's love then lies / Not truly in their hearts, but in their eyes."

"Women may fall, when there's no strength in men."

"So smile the heavens upon this holy Act, / That after-hours with sorrow chide us not."

"These violent delights have violent ends, / And in their triumph die, like fire and powder / Which as they kiss consume."

"O deadly sin! O rude thankfulness! . . . This is dear mercy, and thou seest it not." (to Romeo)

"O, then I see that madmen have no ears."

"You say you do not know the lady's mind. / Uneven is the course, I like it not." (to Paris)

"Confusion's cure lives not / In these confusions. Heaven and yourself / Had part in this fair maid; now heaven hath all, / And all the better is it for the maid." (to the Capulets and Paris)

"For thou fond nature bids us all lament, / Yet nature's tears are reason's merriment."

"Alack, alack, what blood is this, which stains / The stony entrance of this sepulchre?"

"I am the greatest, able to do least, / Yet most suspected, as the time and place / Doth make against me, of this direful murder; / And here I stand, both to impeach and purge / Myself condemned and myself excus'd"

"All this I know; and to the marriage / Her nurse is privy; and if aught in this / Miscarried by my fault, let my old life / Be sacrific'd, some hour before this time, / Unro the rigour of severest law."

"If love be rough with you, be rough with love."

"O, then, I see Queen Mab hath been with you. "

"True, I talk of dreams / Which are the children of an idle brain / Begot of nothing but vain fantasy."

"Appear thou in the likeness of a sigh! Speak but one rhyme, and I am satisfied." (to Romeo)

"My invocation is ffair and honesst; in hi mistress' name / I conjure only but to raise up him."

"If Love be blind, Love cannot hit the mark."

"Alas, poor Romeo! he is already dead; stabb'd with a white wench's black eye; run through the ear with a love song; the very pin of his heart cheft with a blind bow-boy's butt shaft."

"More than the prince of cats. O, he's the courageous captain of compliments." (about Tybalt)

"Without his roe, like a dried herring: O flesh, flesh, how art thou fishified! Now is he for the numbers that Petrarch flowed in." (about Romeo)

"Nay, I am the very pink of courtesy."

"Nay, if our wits run the wild-goose chase, I am done, for thou hast more of the wild goose in one of thy wits than, I am sure, I have in my whole five. Was I with you there for the goose?"

"Good Peter, to hide her face; for her fan's the fairer face." (about Nurse)

"Come, come, thou art as hot a Jack in thy mood as any in Italy, and as soon moved to be moody, and as soon moody to be moved." (to Benvolio)

"Consort! what, dost thou make us minstrels?" (to Tybalt)

"Men's eyes were made to look, and let them gaze; / I will not budge forr no man's pleasure, I." (to Benvolio)

"O calm, dishonourable, vile submission! Alla stoccata carries it away."

"Good king of cats, nothing but one of your nine lives."

"I am hurt. / A plague o' both your houses! I am sped . . Ay, ay, a scratch, a scratch; marry, 'tis enough."

"Ask for me to-morrow, and you shall find me a grave man."

"Throw your mistemper'd weapons to the ground, / And hear the sentence of your moved prince."

"Who now the price of his dear blood doth owe?" (about Tybalt and Mercutio's deaths)

"Mercy but murders, pardoning those that kill."

"Search, seek, and know how this foul murder comes."

"Seal up the mouth of outrage for a while, / Till we can clear these ambiguities." (to Montague)

"And I for winking at your discords too / Have lost a brace of kinsmen. All are punished."

"A glooming peace this morning with it brings; / The sun, for sorrow, will not show his head."

"Put up your swords; you know not what you do."

"I do but keep the peace. Put up thy sword, / Or manage it to part these men with me."

"So early walking did I see your son. Towards him I made, but he was ware of me / And stole into the covert of the wood." (about Romeo)

"Tut, man, one fire burns out another's burning / One pain is lessn'ned by another's anguish . . . Take thou some new infection to thy eye / And the rank poison of the old will die."

"Compare her face with ssome that I shall show / And I will make thee think thy swan a crow." (about Rosaline)

"She will indite him to some supper." (about Nurse)

"An I were so apt to quarrel as thou art, any man should buy the fee-simple of my life for an hour and a quarter" (to Mercutio)

"What, art thou drawn among these heartless hinds? / Turn thee, Benvolio, look upon thy death."

"What, drawn, and talk of peace! I hate hte word / As I hate hell, all Montagues, and thee."

"This, by his voice, should be a Montague . . To strike him dead I hold it not a sin." (about Romeo)

"Romeo, the love I bear thee can afford / No better term than this: thou art a villain."

"My sword, I say! Old Montague is come, / And flourishes his blade in spite of me."

"My child is yet a stranger in the wordl; She hath not sseen the change of fourteen years." (about Juliet)

"I have seen the day / That I have worn a visor and could tell / A whispering tale in a fair lady's ear."

" 'A bears him like a portly gentleman . . Verona brags of him / To be a virtuous and well-govern'd youth" (about Romeo)

"You are a saucy boy. Is't so, indeed? . . This trick may chance to scsathe you; I know what." (to Tybalt)

"Hold your tongue, / Good produence; smatter with your gossips, go." (to Nurse)

"My heart is wondrous light, / Since this same wayward girl is so reclaim'd." (about Juliet)

"No, not a whit! What! I have watch'd ere now / All night for a lesser cause, and ne'er been sick." (to Nurse)

"Death, that hath ta'en her hence to make me wail, / Ties up my tongue, and will not let me speak."

"Death is my heir; / My daughter he hath wedded."

"A crutch, a crutch! why call you for a sword?"

"So shall you share all that he doth possess, / By having him, making yourself no less" (about Paris)

"Affection makes him false; he speaks not true." (about Benvolio)

"Some grief shows much of love, / But much grief shows still some want of wit."

"I would the fool were married to her grave!" (about Juliet)

"Ay, you have been a mouse-hunt in your time; / But I will watch you from such watching now." (to Capulet)

"O me! this sight of death is as a bell, / That warns my old age to a sepulchre."

"Many a morning hath he been seen, / With tears augmenting the fresh morning's dew, / Adding to the clouds more clouds with his deep sighs . . . Black and portentous must this humor prove / Unless good counsel may the cause reprove."

"But I can give thee more; / For I will raise her statue in pure gold"

"Younger than she are happy mothers made." (about Juliet).

"Immoderately she weeps for Tybalt's death, / And therefore have I little talk'd of love, / For Venus smiles not in a house of tears." (to Friar Laurence, about Juliet)

"Thy face is mine, and thou hast slandered it." (to Juliet)

"Beguil'd, divorced, wronged, spited, slain! / Most detestable Death, by thee beguil'd, / By cruel cruel thee quite overthrown! O love! O life! not life, but love in death."

"Sweet flower, with flowers thy bridal bed I strew, / O woe! thy canopy is dust and stones."

"To move is to stir, and to be valiant is to stand. I will take the wall of any man or maid of Montague's."

"When I have fought with the men, I will be cruel to their maids; I will cut off their heads."

"Then she is well, and nothing can be ill. / Her body sleeps in Capel's monument." (to Romeo)

"I do beseech you, sir, have patience. / Your looks are pale and wild, and do import / Some misadventure."

"His looks I fear, and his intents I doubt." (about Romeo)