Romeo and Juliet
Don't waste your love on somebody, who doesn't value it.
Thus with a kiss I die.
These violent delights have violent ends
And in their triump die, like fire and powder
Which, as they kiss, consume
Good night, good night! parting is such sweet sorrow
That I shall say good night till it be morrow.
Did my heart love till now? forswear it, sight! For I ne'er saw true beauty till this night.
For never was a story of more woe than this of Juliet and her Romeo.
Do not swear by the moon, for she changes constantly. Then your love will also change.
Wisely and slow; they stumble that run fast.
Love is a smoke made with the fume of sights.
O teach me how I should forget to think.
What's in a name? that which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet.
Parting is such sweet sorrow that I shall say goodnight till it be morrow.
Women may fall when there's no strength in men.
Go wisely and slowly. Those who rush stumble and fall.
Oh, I am fortune's fool!
Under loves heavy burden do I sink.
My only love sprung from my only hate.
Peace? I hate that word as I hate hell and all Montagues.
A rose by any other name would smell as sweet.
Hamlet
There is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so.
Though this be madness, yet there's method in't.
Brevity is the would of wit.
Listen to many, speak to few.
One may smile, and smile, and be a villain.
My words fly up, my thoughts remain below: Words without thoughts never to heaven go.
When sorrows come, they come not in single pieces. But in battalions!
God hath given you one face, and you make yourself another.
The lady doth protest too much, methinks.
I must be cruel only to be kind: Thus bad begins, and worse remains behind.
If we are true to ourselves, we can not be false to anyone.
The devil hath power
To assume a pleasing shape.
Sir, in my heart there was a kind of fighting
That would not let me sleep.
To be or not to be that is the question.
Lord, we know what we are, but know what not we may be.
