I could practically recite Romeo & Juliet,I've read it so many times.
For your pleasure,here are some quotes.I hope you'll enjoy them.
"Art thou gone so? Love? Lord? Aye husband,friend? I must hear from thee everyday in the hour for in a minute there are many days! O' by this count I shall be much in years ere again I behold my Romeo."
-Juliet
"Drink it off and if you had the strength of twenty men it would dispatch you straight."
-The Apothecary (about the poison)
"You are a lover! Borrow Cupid's wings and soar with them above a common bound!"
-Mercutio
"These violent delights have violent ends.And in their trumph die like fire and powder which as they kiss consume..."
-Friar Lawrence
"You see what a scurge is laid upon your hate? That heaven finds means to kill your joys with love! And I for winking at your discords too have lost a brace of kinsmen.All are punished!"
-Prince Escalus
"What,art thou drawn among these heartless hinds? Turn thee Benvolio.And look upon thy death.
-Tybalt
"Mercutio's soul is but a little way above our heads! Stating for thine to keep him company!"
-Romeo (to Tybalt)
"For this alliance may so happy prove to turn your household rancor to pure love!"
-Friar Lawrence
"Well let us hence I stand on sudden haste!"
-Romeo
"Wisely and slow.They stumble that run fast!"
-Friar Lawrence
"Go ask his name.If he is married my grave is like to be my wedding bed."
-Juliet (to the Nurse about Romeo)
"Calling death banished,thou cutst my head off with a golden axe and smilest upon the stroke that murders me!"
-Romeo
"O' deadly sin! O rude unthankfullness! This is dear mercy and thou seest it not!"
-Friar Lawrence
"Let me be taken! Let me be put to death! I am content so that wilt have it so! Come death and welcome! Juliet will it so!
How ist my soul? Let's talk,it is not day!"
-Romeo
And then there one from Hamlet:
"To be or not to be.That is the question."
Hamlet
And one from Much Ado About Nothing:
"I would rather be a canker in a hedge than a rose in his grace."
-Don John
2006-07-10 14:42:11
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answered by Anonymous
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a rose by any other name would still smell as sweet
swear not by the moon, because it changes
there is no story of more woe, than of juliet and her romeo
that's about all that i can think of now, i hope these help you out!!
2006-07-10 14:42:12
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answered by music = life 3
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To be or not to be,--that is the question...
O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo?
Et tu, Brute?
Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow...
Out, damned spot!...
All the world's a stage...
Oh, I am fortune's fool!
Then must you speak...Of One that lov'd not wisely
Not that I lov'd Caesar less
Good night, good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow
A horse! a horse!
What a piece of work is man!
Friends, Romans, countrymen...
So wise so young, they say do never live long
Give me my robe, put on my crown
The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars
I go, and it is done; the bell invites me
But, soft! What light through yonder window breaks?
We are such stuff... As dreams are made on
My words fly up, my thoughts remain below
There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio
What's in a name? That which we call a rose
The quality of mercy is not strain'd
Beware the ides of March
Now is the winter of our discontent
A plague o' both your houses!
I am dying, Egypt, dying
Frailty, thy name is woman!
Why, then the world's mine oyster
If music be the food of love, play on
Come, let's away to prison; We two alone will sing
Journeys end in lovers meeting
The lady doth protest too much, methinks
O villain, villain, smiling, damned villain!
Yond Cassius has a lean and hungry look
Get thee to a nunn'ry
All that glisters is not gold
To sleep, perchance to dream
Nothing can come of nothing
The play's the thing
This was the noblest Roman of them all
Though this be madness, yet there is method in 't
I am constant as the northern star
How now? A rat? Dead, for a ducat, dead!
Was ever woman in this humour woo'd?
He hath given his empire
By the pricking of my thumbs
I hold the world but as the world, Gratiano
I follow him to serve my turn upon him
Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio
O happy dagger!
Eye of newt, and toe of frog
O, beware, my lord of jealousy
Something is rotten in the state of Denmark
My only love sprung from my only hate!
The barge she sat in, like a burnish'd throne
Cowards die many times before their deaths
Is this a dagger which I see before me
I have a kind of alacrity in sinking
When beggars die there are no comets seen
How poor are they that have not patience!
That he's mad, 'tis true, 'tis true 'tis pity
Love looks not with the eyes but with the mind
The man that hath no music in himself
Think you I am no stronger than my sex
Be not afraid of greatness
What, my dear Lady Disdain! are you yet living?
Off with his head!
Why, that's my dainty Ariel! I shall miss thee
And thus I clothe my naked villany
When shall we three meet again
This was the unkindest cut of all
O coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me!
Blow, blow, thou winter wind
I come to wive it wealthily in Padua
Asses are made to bear, and so are you
He's mad that trusts in the tameness of a wolf
All the infections that the sun sucks up
Let every eye negotiate for itself
Some Cupid kills with arrows, some with traps
O, what men dare do!
Done to death by slanderous tongue
Thou art a votary to fond desire
I have no other but a woman's reason
O, how this spring of love resembleth
That man that hath a tongue, I say is no man
Is whispering nothing?
Here's ado to lock up honesty
What's gone and what's past help
When you do dance, I wish you
Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie
I will buy with you, sell with you, talk with you
I am a Jew. Hath not a Jew eyes?
O true apothecary!
This thing of darkness
The course of true love never did run smooth
We should be woo'd and were not made to woo
Lord, what fools these mortals be!
Now go we in content
We that are true lovers run into
Oft expectation fails, and most oft there
Why then tonight let us assay our plot
2006-07-10 14:09:51
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answer #3
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answered by Jennifer N 3
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