conflict = orange, love = pink
A T H M T T W
“and thrust his maids to the wall.”
I H T W, A I H H, A M, A T
“I hate the world, As I hate hell, all Mountagues, and thee:”
A B, A R, A V T F B T B O A
“A braggart, a rogue, a villain that fights by the book of arithmetic!”
I P T, G M, L R … I T M B S
“I pray thee, good Mercutio, let’s retire…is the mad blood stirring”
W C B M C H U
“Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean”
G K O C, N B O O Y N L
“Good King of Cats, nothing but one of your nine lives”
I S B R, W Y K I H, R T P
“It shall be Romeo, whom you know I hate, Rather than Paris”
F B M S I N A T
“For by my soul I’ll ne’er acknowledge thee”
P, Y M F!
“Peace, you mumbling fool!”
W H A C I H H
“We have a curse in having her”
O, I Y D N, M T B B I T D M W T L
“Or, if you do not, make the bridal bed In that dim monument where Tybalt lies”
I W T F W M T H G
“I would the fool were married to her grave!”
I T Y A H I T S M, F I E Y F
“I think you are happy in this second match, For it excels your first”
E T O I, O B, M G W H
“Either thou or I, or both, must go with him”
A P O B Y H
“A plague o’ both your houses”
D M H L T N? F I, S, F I N S T B T T N
“Did my heart love till now? Forswear it, sight, For I ne’er saw true beauty till this night”
T H M L T S T T H T…G M M S A
“Then have my lip the in that they have took…Give me my sin again”
Y T S A H M M
“Younger than she are happy mother made”
O B L, O L H
“O brawling love, O loving hate”
M B I A B A T S, M L A D
“My bounty is as boundless as the sea, My love as deep;”
M W W B H T M S L, A H T M
“My words would bandy her to my sweet love, And his to me”
T T O W A N T T W
“These times of woe afford no times to woo”
A S T Y O I S F T W W F
“And shake the yoke of inauspicious stars From this world-wearied flesh.”
T W A K I D
“Thus with a kiss I die”
O S A, B A
“O speak again, sweet angel”