"A pair of star-crossed lovers take their life"

-Prologue

"From ancient grudge break to new mutiny"

-Prologue

ABRAM: "Do you bite your thumb at us, sir?"

SAMPSON: "I do bite my thumb, sir."

-A1:S1

BENVOLIO: "Part, fools! 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."

-A1:S1

TYBALT: "What, drawn, and talk of peace! I hate the word, as i hate hell, all Montagues, and thee: Have at thee coward!"

MONTAGUE: "Adding to clouds more clouds with his deep sighs"

-A1:S1

BENVOLIO: "What sadness lengthens Romeo's hours?"

-A1:S1

ROMEO: "O brawling love, O loving hate"
"O heavy lightness, serious vanity"

-A1:S1

ROMEO: "Tut, I have lost myself; I am not here. this is not Romeo, he's some other where."

-A1:S1

ROMEO: "Well, in that hit you miss: she'll not be hit with Cupid's arrow, she hath Dian's wit"

-A1:S1

CAPULET: "The earth hath swallowed all my hopes but she, she is the hopeful lady of my earth. But woo her gentle Paris, get her heart, my will to her consent is but a part."

-A1:S2

CAPULET: "Let two more summers wither in their pride, ere we think her ripe to be a bride."

-A1:S2

ROMEO: "Stay, fellow, I can read."
(he reads the letter)

-A1:S2

MERCUTIO: “O, then, I see Queen Mab hath been with you.
She is the fairies' midwife, and she comes
In shape no bigger than an agate-stone
On the fore-finger of an alderman,
Drawn with a team of little atomies
Athwart men's noses as they lie asleep…”

-A1:S4

ROMEO: "I dreamed a dream tonight"

-A1:S4

ROMEO: "By some vile forfeit of untimely death"

-A1:S4

ROMEO: "Did my heart love till now? Forswear it, sight! For I ne'er saw true beauty till this night"

-A1:S5

TYBALT: "Now by the stock and honour of my kin, to strike him dead I hold it not a sin"

-A1:S5

JULIET: "My only love sprung from my only hate. Too early seen unknown, and known too late. Prodigious birth of love it is to me, that i must love a loathed enemy"

-A1:S5

MERCUTIO: "Romeo! Humours! Madman! Passion! Lover!

-A2:S1

MERCUTIO: "To raise a spirit in his mistress' circle"

-A2:S1

ROMEO: “O, speak again, bright angel! for thou art
As glorious to this night, being o'er my head
As is a winged messenger of heaven”

-A2:S2

JULIET: “O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo?
Deny thy father and refuse thy name;
Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love,
And I'll no longer be a Capulet.”

-A2:S2

ROMEO: "But soft, what light through yonder window breaks?
It is the east, and Juliet is the sun.
Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon,
Who is already sick and pale with grief
That thou, her maid, art far more fair than she. be not her maid, since she is envious, her vestal livery is but sick and green, and none but fools do wear it; cast it off."

-A2:S2

PRINCE: "That quench the fire of your pernicious rage with purple fountains issuing from your veins"

-A1:S1

ROMEO: "Love is smoke raised with the fume of sighs, being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes, being vexed, a sea nourished with lovers' tears. What is it else? A madness most discreet, a choking ball and a preserving sweet."

-A1:S1

ROMEO: "By Love, that first did prompt me to enquire: He lent me counsel, and I lent him eyes."

-A2:S2

JULIET: "If thou dost love, pronounce it faithfully. Or if thou think'st I am too quickly won, I'll frown and be perverse, and say thee nay. so thou wilt woo, but else no for the world."

-A2:S2

JULIET: "Too like the lightning, which doth cease to be
Ere one can say 'It lightens'."

-A2:S2

FRIAR LAWRENCE: "Within the infant rind of this small flower Poison hath residence and medicine power"

-A2:S3

ROMEO: "Where on a sudden one hath wounded me, That's by me wounded."

-A2:S3

MERCUTIO: "Dido a dowdy; Cleopatra a gipsy, Helen and Hero hildings and harlots, Thisbe a grey eye or so"

-A2:S4

JULIET: "The clock struck nine when I did send the Nurse, In half an hour she promised to return. Perchance she cannot meet him: that's not so. O, she is lame!"

-A2:S5

JULIET: "How art out of breath, when thou hast breath to say to me that thou art out of breath? The excuse that thou dost make in this delay is longer than the tale thou dost excuse."

-A2:S5

ROMEO: "Then love-devouring death do what he dare, it is enough I may but call her mine."

-A2:S6

FRIAR LAWRENCE: "These violent delights have violent ends and in their triumph die, like fire and powder, which as they kiss consume: the sweetest honey is loathsome in his own deliciousness and in the taste confounds the appetite."

-A2:S6

ROMEO: “I do protest I never injured thee
But love thee better than thou canst devise
Till thou shalt know the reason of my love.
And so, good Capulet, which name I tender
As dearly as my own, be satisfied.”

-A3:S1

BENVOLIO: "I pray thee, good Mercutio, let's retire: The day is hot, the Capels are abroad, and if we meet we shall not escape a brawl, For now, these hot days, is the mad blood stirring."

-A3:S1

MERCUTIO: “Romeo, the love I bear thee can afford no better term than this: thou art a villain.”
“Boy, this shall not excuse the injuries that thou hast done me. Therefore turn and draw."

-A3:S1

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

-A3:S1

MERCUTIO: "Ask for me tomorrow and you shall find me a grave man"

-A3:S1

MERCUTIO: "A plague a'both your houses! They have made worms' meat of me. I have it and soundly too. Your houses!"

-A3:S1

ROMEO: Away to heaven, respective lenity, and fire-eyed fury be my conduct now! Now, Tybalt, take the 'villain' back again"

-A3:S1

LADY CAPULET: "Prince, as thou art true, for blood of ours, shed blood of Montague."

-A3;S1

ROMEO: "O, I am fortune's fool."

-A3:S1

PRINCE: "And for that offence immediately we do exile him hence... My blood for your rude brawls doth lie a-bleeding"

-A3:S1

JULIET: "Come, gentle night, come, loving, black-browed night, give me my Romeo, and when I shall die, take him and cut him out into 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 attention toe the garish sun."

-A3:S2

NURSE: "A piteous corse, a bloody piteous corse, Pale, pale as ashes, all bedaubed in blood, all in gore blood"

-A3:S2

JULIET: "Beautiful tyrant, fiend angelical! Dove-feathered raven, wolvish-ravening lamb! Despised substance of divinest show! Just opposite to what thou justly seem'st, a damned saint, an honourable villain!"

-A3:S2

JULIET: "'Romeo is banished': to speak that word, is father, mother, Tybalt, Romeo, Juliet, all slain, all dead. 'Romeo is banished!' There is no end, no limit, measure, bound, in that word's death, no words can that woe sound."

-A3:S2

JULIET: "I'll do my wedding bed, and death, not Romeo, take my maidenhead!"

-A3:S2

FRIAR LAWRENCE: "Affliction is enamoured of thy parts, and thou art wedded to calamity."

-A3:S3

FRIAR LAWRENCE: "Hold thy desperate hand! Art thou a man? Thy form cries out thou art: Thy tears are womanish; thy wild acts denote the unreasonable fury of a beast. Unseemly woman in a seeming man, or ill-beseeming beast in seeming both!"

-A3:S3

LORD CAPULET: "I think she will be ruled in all respects by me; nay, more, I doubt it not."

-A3:S4

LORD CAPULET: "A'Thursday let it be: a'Thursday, tell her, she shall be married to this noble earl."

-A3:S4

JULIET: "O God, I have an ill-diving soul! Methinks I see thee now, thou art so low, as one dead in the bottom of a tomb."

-A3:S5

LADY CAPULET: "But much of grief shows still some want of wit."

-A3:S5

JULIET: "O Fortune, Fortune, all men call thee fickle; If thou art fickle, what dost thou with him that is renowned for faith? Be fickle, Fortune: for then I hope thou wilt not keep him long, but send him back."

-A3:S5

LADY CAPULET: "Where the same banished runagate doth live, shall give him such an unaccustomed dram that he shall soon keep Tybalt company"

-A3:S5

JULIET: “Not proud, you have; but thankful, that you have:
Proud can I never be of what I hate;
But thankful even for hate, that is meant love.”

-A3:S5

JULIET: “Good father, I beseech you on my knees,
Hear me with patience but to speak a word.”
(She kneels down)

-A3:S5

LORD CAPULET: "And you be mine, I'll give you to my friend; And you be not, hang, beg, starve, die in the streets, For, by my soul, I'll ne'er acknowledge thee, Nor what is mine shall never do thee good: Trust to't, bethink you; I'll not be forsworn."

-A3:S5

JULIET: "My husband is on earth, my faith in heaven; How shall that faith return to earth"

-A3:S5

JULIET: "Ancient damnation! O most wicked fiend! Is it more sin to wish me thus forsworn or to dispraise my lord...If all else fail, myself have the power to die."

-A3:S5

JULIET: "To answer that, I should confess to you."
"I will confess to you that I love him."
"If I do so, it will be of more price, being spoke behind your back, than to your face."

-A4:S1

JULIET: "'Twixt my extremes and me this bloody knife shall play the umpire, arbitrating that which the commission of thy years and art could to no issue of true honour bring. Be not so long to speak, I long to die"

-A4:S1

JULIET: "O shut the door, and when thou hast done so, come weep with me, past hope, past cure, past help!"

-A4:S1

FRIAR LAWRENCE: "O Juliet, I already know thy grief, it strains me past the compass of my wits."

-A4:S1

JULIET: "Love give me strength, and strength shall help afford."

-A4:S1

JULIET: "Pardon, I beseech you! Henceforward I am ever ruled by you."

-A4:S2

LORD CAPULET: "My heart is wondrous light, since this same wayward girl is so reclaimed."

-A4:S2

JULIET: "I have a faint cold fear thrills through my veins...my dismal scene I needs must act alone"

-A4:S3

LORD CAPULET: "All things that we ordained festival, turn from their office to black funeral, our instruments to melancholy bells, our wedding cheer to a sad burial feast, our solemn hymns to sullen dirges change, our bridal flowers serve for a buried corse, and all things change them to the contrary"

-A4:S5

ROMEO: "I dreamt my lady came and found me dead- strange dream , that gives a dead man leave to think! And breathed such life with kisses in my lips, that I revived, and was an emperor."

-A5:S1

ROMEO: "Thou detestable maw, thou womb of death, gorged with the dearest morsel of the earth, thus I enforce thy rotten jaws to open"

-A5:S3

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."

-A5:S3