Romantic Romeo And Juliet Quotes

But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks? It is the east, and Juliet is the sun.

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 pardon’d, and some punished: For never was a story of more woe Than this of Juliet and her Romeo.

Mercutio: “If love be rough with you, be rough with love.

What’s in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet.

Out of her favour, where I am in love.

Oh, she doth teach the torches to burn bright!

What sadness lengthens Romeo’s hours?

For never was a story of more woe than this of Juliet and her Romeo.

Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs.

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. . . .

Beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear.

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

The Brightness of her cheek would shame those stars as daylight doth a lamp; her eyes in heaven would through the airy region stream so bright that birds would sing, and think it were not night.

This bud of love, by summer’s ripening breath, May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet

All’s well that ends well.

Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo?

Benvolio: What sadness lengthens Romeo’s hours? Romeo: Not having that, which, having, makes them short.