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“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.”
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“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.”
“O, here 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! and, lips, O you The doors of breath, seal with a righteous kiss A dateless bargain to engrossing death!”
“These violent delights have violent ends And in their triump die, like fire and powder Which, as they kiss, consume”
“For never was a story of more woe than this of Juliet and her Romeo.”
“O serpent heart hid with a flowering face! Did ever a dragon keep so fair a cave? Beautiful tyrant, feind angelical, dove feather raven, wolvish-ravening lamb! Despised substance of devinest show, just opposite to what thou justly seemest - A dammed saint, an honourable villain!”
“My bounty is as boundless as the sea, My love as deep; the more I give to thee, The more I have, for both are infinite.”
“See how she leans her cheek upon her hand. O, that I were a glove upon that hand That I might touch that cheek!”
“Don't waste your love on somebody, who doesn't value it.”
“Good night, good night! parting is such sweet sorrow, That I shall say good night till it be morrow.”
“Do not swear by the moon, for she changes constantly. then your love would also change.”
“Love moderately. Long love doth so. Too swift arrives as tardy as too slow. *Love each other in moderation. That is the key to long-lasting love. Too fast is as bad as too slow.*”
“Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs.”
“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.”
“These times of woe afford no time to woo.”
“I take thee at thy word: Call me but love, and I'll be new baptized; Henceforth I never will be Romeo.”
“He that hath the steerage of my course, Direct my sail.”
“true apothecary thy drugs art quick”
“thus with a kiss I die”
“Wisely and slow; they stumble that run fast.”
“Tis an ill cook that cannot lick his own fingers.”
“Educated men are so impressive!”
“Eyes, look your last! Arms, take your last embrace! And, lips, oh you the doors of breath, seal with a righteous kiss a dateless bargain to engrossing death!”
“Romeo: Courage, man; the hurt cannot be much. 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.”
“Love is a smoke rais'd with the fume of sighs; being purg'd, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes; being vex'd, a sea nourish'd with lovers' tears; what is it else? A madness most discreet, a choking gall, and a preserving sweet.”
“O teach me how I should forget to think (1.1.224)”
“Women may fall when there's no strength in men. Act II”
“Go wisely and slowly. Those who rush stumble and fall.”
“These violent delights have violent ends.”
“O my love, my wife! Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty.”
“Her blood is settled, and her joints are stiff; Life and these lips have long been separated: Death lies on her like an untimely frost Upon the sweetest flower of all the field.”
“Zu früh, befürcht ich; denn mein Herz erbangt Und ahnet ein Verhängnis, welches, noch Verborgen in den Sternen, heute Nacht Bei dieser Lustbarkeit den furchtbarn Zeitlauf Beginnen und das Ziel des läst'gen Lebens, Das meine Brust verschließt, mir kürzen wird Durch irgendeinen Frevel frühen Todes. Doch er, der mir zur Fahrt das Steuer lenkt, Richt' auch mein Segel! I fear, too early. For my mind misgives Some consequence, yet hanging in the stars, Shall bitterly begin his fearful date With this night's revels, and expire the term Of a despisèd life, closed in my breast, By some vile forfeit of untimely death. But He that hath the steerage of my course Direct my sail! Romeo: Act I, Scene 4”
“La vida es mi tortura y la muerte será mi descanso.”
“One pain is lessened by another’s anguish. ... Take thou some new infection to thy eye, And the rank poison of the old will die.”
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