Romeo! Humours, madman, passion, lover! Appear thou in the likeness of a sigh!
Can I go forward when my heart is here? Turn back, dull earth, and find thy center out.
Romeo, my cousin Romeo! Romeo!
I take thee at thy word. Call me but love, and I'll be new baptized. Henceforth I never will be Romeo.
O Romeo, Romeo! Wherefore art thou Romeo? Deny thy father and refuse thy name. Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love, And I'll no longer be a Capulet.
Then plainly know my heart's dear love is set On the fair daughter of rich Capulet... And all combined, save what thou must combine By holy marriage... I'll tell thee as we pass, but this I pray: That thou consent to marry us today.
Good morrow, Father.
Benedicite. What early tongue so sweet saluteth me? Young son, it argues a distempered head So soon to bid good morrow thy bed... Our Romeo hath not been in bed tonight.
... In one respect I'll thy assistant be, For this alliance may so happy prove To turn your households' rancor to pure love.
Holy Saint Francis, what a change is here! Is Rosaline, whom thou didst love so dear, So soon forsaken? Young men's love then lies Not truly in their hearts, but in their eyes.
Why, that same pale hard-hearted wench, that Rosaline, Torments him so, that he will sure run mad.
Where the devil should this Romeo be? Came he not home tonight?
A challenge, on my life.
Not to his father's. I spoke with his man.
Tybalt, the kinsman to old Capulet, Hath sent a letter to his father's house
The slip, sir, the slip. Can you not conceive?
...You gave us counterfeit fairly last night.
Good morrow to you both. What counterfeit did I give you?
Pardon, good Mercutio, my business was great, and in such a case as mine a man may strain courtesy.
Why, is not this better now than groaning for love? Now art thou sociable. Now art thou Romeo.
Nay, if our wits run the wild-goose chase, I am done, for thou hast more of the wild-goose in one of thy wits than, I am sure, I have in my whole five. Was I with you there for the goose?
Thou wast never with me for anything when thou wast not there for the goose.