Romantic Romeo And Juliet Quotes

If I profane with my unworthiest hand
This holy shrine, the gentle fine is this:
My lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready stand
To smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss.

Oh, she doth teach the torches to burn bright!

All is well that ends well

It is my soul that calls upon my name; How silver-sweet sound lovers’ tongues by night, like softest music to attending ears! -Romeo

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. . . .

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

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.

Beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear.

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

O! she doth teach the torches to burn bright It seems she hangs upon the cheek of night Like a rich jewel in an Ethiop’s ear; Beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear. – Romeo –

Lovers can do their amorous rites by their own beauties

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

Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs.

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

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.

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