Looks like no one added any tags here yet for you.
“I do but keep the peace: put up thy sword, Or manage it to part these men with me.”
Benvolio; Act 1 Scene 1
“What, drawn, and talk of peace! I hate the word, As I hate hell, all Montagues, and thee:Have at thee, coward!”
Tybalt; Act 1 Scene 1
“Alas, that love, so gentle in his view, Should be so tyrannous and rough in proof!”
Benvolio; Act 1 Scene 1
“O me! What fray was here? Yet tell me not, for I have heard it all. Here's much to do with hate, but more with love.”
Romeo; Act 1 Scene 1
“Love is a smoke raised with the fume of sighs; Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes; Being vex'd a sea nourish'd with lovers' tears.”
Romeo; Act 1 Scene 1
“My will to her consent is but a part; An she agree, within her scope of choice Lies my consent and fair according voice.”
Capulet; Act 1 Scene 2
“Take thou some new infection to thy eye, And the rank poison of the old will die.”
Benvolio; Act 1 Scene 2
“When the devout religion of mine eye. Maintains such falsehood, then turn tears to fires; And these, who often drown'd could never die, Transparent heretics, be burnt for liars!”
Romeo; Act 1 Scene 2
“Thou wast the prettiest babe that e'er I nursed: An I might live to see thee married once, I have my wish.”
Nurse; Act 1 Scene 3
“I'll look to like, if looking liking move:But no more deep will I endart mine eye Than your consent gives strength to make it fly.”
Juliet; Act 1 Scene 3
“You have dancing shoes. With nimble soles: I have a soul of lead. So stakes me to the ground I cannot move.”
Romeo; Act 1 Scene 4
“You are a lover; borrow Cupid's wings, And soar with them above a common bound.”
Mercutio; Act 1 Scene 4
“If love be rough with you, be rough with love; Prick love for pricking, and you beat love down. Give me a case to put my visage in: A visor for a visor!”
Mercutio; Act 1 Scene 4
“For I am proverb'd with a grandsire phrase; I'll be a candle-holder, and look on. The game was ne'er so fair, and I am done.”
Mercutio; Act 1 Scene 4
“True, I talk of dreams, Which are the children of an idle brain, Begot of nothing but vain fantasy”
Mercutio; Act 1 Scene 4
“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 despised life closed in my breast By some vile forfeit of untimely death.”
Romeo; Act 1 Scene 4
“O, she doth teach the torches to burn bright! It seems she hangs upon the cheek of night. Like a rich jewel in an Ethiope's ear; Beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear!”
Romeo; Act 1 Scene 5
“He bears him like a portly gentleman; And, to say truth, Verona brags of him To be a virtuous and well-govern'd youth.”
Capulet; Act 1 Scene 5
“Patience perforce with wilful choler meeting. Makes my flesh tremble in their different greeting. I will withdraw: but this intrusion shall Now seeming sweet convert to bitter gall.”
Tybalt; Act 1 Scene 5
“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.”
Romeo; Act 1 Scene 5
“Good pilgrim, you do wrong your hand too much, Which mannerly devotion shows in this; For saints have hands that pilgrims' hands do touch, And palm to palm is holy palmers' kiss.”
Juliet; Act 1 Scene 5
“My only love sprung from my only hate! Too early seen unknown, and known too late! Prodigious birth of love it is to me, That I must love a loathed enemy.”
Juliet; Act 1 Scene 5