Quotes on Romeo And Juliet Love

My only love sprung from my only hate.

In truth, fair Montague, I am too fond.

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.

What sadness lengthens Romeo’s hours?

Sin from thy lips? O trespass sweetly urged! Give me my sin again.

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.

O, speak again, bright angel! for thou art As glorious to this night, being o'er my head As is a winged messenger of heaven