Romeo & Juliet Quotes
Friar Laurence. These violent delights have violent ends
And in their triumph die, like fire and powder
Which as they kiss consume.
--Act 2, sc. 6, lines 9-11
Friar Laurence. Therefore love moderately; long love doth so;
Too swift arrives as tardy as too slow.
--Act 2, sc. 6, lines 14-15
Mercutio. Thou wilt quarrel with a man for cracking nuts,
having no other reason but because
thou hast hazel eyes.
Thy head is as full of quarrels as an egg is full of meat.
--Act 3, sc. 1, lines 18-21
Mercutio. No, �tis not so deep as a well,
nor so wide as a church door; but �tis enough,
�twill serve: ask for me tomorrow, and you shall find me a grave man.
--Act 3, sc. 1, lines 84-86
Mercutio. A plague o� both your houses!
They have made worms� meat of me.
--Act 3, sc. 1, lines 93-95
Romeo. O, I am Fortune�s fool.
--Act 3, sc. 1, line 124
Juliet. When he shall die,
Take him and cut him out in little stars,
And he will make the face of heaven so fine
That all the world will be in love with night,
And pay no worship to the garish sun.
--Act 3, sc. 2, lines 10-13
Friar Laurence. Adversity�s sweet milk, philosophy.
Romeo. Hang up philosophy!
Unless philosophy can make a Juliet,
Displant a town, reverse a prince�s doom,
It helps not, it prevails not. Talk no more.
--Act 3, sc. 3, lines 45, 47-50
Second Servant. �tis an ill cook that cannot lick his
own fingers.
--Act 4, sc. 2, lines 6-7
Apothecary. My poverty, but not my will, consents.
Romeo. I pay thy poverty, and not thy will.
--Act 5, sc. 2, lines 75-76
Romeo. The time and my intents are savage-wild,
More fierce and more inexorable far
Than empty tigers or the roaring sea.
--Act 5, sc. 3, lines 37-39
Romeo. Live and be prosperous, and farewell, good fellow.
--Act 5, sc. 3, line 42
Romeo. Tempt not a desperate man.
--Act 5, sc. 3, lines 59
Romeo. One writ with me in sour misfortune�s book.
--Act 5, sc. 3, line 82
Romeo. How oft when men are at the point of death
Have they been merry.
--Act 5, sc. 3, lines 88-89
Romeo. Will I set up my everlasting rest,
And shake the yoke of inauspicious stars
From this world-wearied flesh. Eyes, look your last!
Arms, take your last embrace!
--Act 5, sc. 3, lines 110-113
Prince. Capulet! Montague!
See, what a scourge 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.
--Act 5, sc. 3, lines 291-295
Capulet. O brother Montague, give me thy hand.
This is my daughter�s jointure, for no more
Can I demand.
Montague. But I can give thee more;
For I will raise her statue in pure gold,
That while Verona by that name is known,
There shall no figure at such rate be set
As that of true and faithful Juliet.
Capulet. As rich shall Romeo�s by his lady�s lie,
Poor sacrifices of our enmity.
--Act 5, sc. 3, lines 296-304
Prince. A glooming peace this morning with it brings;
The sun, for sorrow, will not show his head.
Go hence, to 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.
--Act 5, sc. 3, lines 305-310