"Marry, that marry is the very theme I came to talk of. Tell me daughter Juliet, how stands your disposition to be married?."
Lady Capulet
100
"What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other word would smell as sweet."
Juliet
100
"Ay ay a scratch a scratch."
Mercutio
100
"Farewell! God knows when we shall meet again.
I have a faint cold fear thrills through my veins
That almost freezes up the heat of life.
I'll call them back again to comfort me. . . .
My dismal scene I needs must act alone.
Come, vial."
Juliet
100
"Come, cordial and not poison, go with me To Juliet's grave; for there must I use thee."
Romeo
200
"Did my heart love till now? foreswear it, sight! For I ne'er saw true beauty till this night."
Romeo
200
"Within the infant rind of this weak flower, poison hath residence and medicine power."
Friar Laurence
200
"For blood of ours sheds blood of Montague!... He is a kinsman to the montagues Affection makes him false. he speaks not true. Romeo slew tybalt, romeo must not live."
Lady Capulet
200
"And in this borrowed likeness of shrunk death
Thou shalt continue two-and-forty hours,
And then awake as from a pleasant sleep."
Friar Laurence
200
"Her body sleeps in Capel's monument, And her immortal part with angels lives. I saw her laid low in her kindred's vault, And presently took post to tell it you."
Bathasar
300
"My lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready stand, To smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss."
Romeo
300
"Love goes toward love as schoolboys from their books, But love from love, toward school with heavy looks."
Romeo
300
"Sir Paris, i will make desperate tender of my child's love. I think she will be ruled in all respects by me... oh thursday let it be!"
Lord Capulet
300
"Immoderately she weeps for Tybalt's death,
And therefore have I little talk'd of love."
Paris
300
"Yea, noise? Then I'll be brief. O happy dagger! This is thy sheath; there rust, and let me die."
Juliet
400
"My only love sprung from my only hate!"
Juliet
400
"Young men's hearts then lies not truly in their hearts, but in their eyes."
Friar Laurence
400
"It was the lark, the herald of the morn. No nightingale. Look love what envious streaks do lace the swerving clouds in yonder east. I must be gone and live, or stay and die."
Romeo
400
"Hold, daughter: I do spy a kind of hope,
Which craves as desperate an execution.
As that is desperate which we would prevent."
Friar Laurence
400
"Where be these enemies? 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 punish'd."
Prince
500
"My child is yet a stranger in the world ."
Lady Capulet
500
"Women may fall when there's no strength in men."
Friar Laurence
500
"Disobedient wrench! My fingers itch! Wife, we scarce thought is blessed."
Lord Capulet
500
"Send for the county; go tell him of this:
I'll have this knot knit up tomorrow morning."
Lord Capulet
500
"Such mortal drugs I have; but Mantua's law
Is death to any he that utter them."