#romeo

What's in a name, anyway? That which we call a nose by any other name would still smell. ↗

— Reduced Shakespeare Company

#paraphrased #romeo-and-juliet #shakespeare #humor

Think your mother will let me drive you to school tomorrow? Now that we're all friends and united by a belief in the careful use of contraception?" My cheeks burn, the memory of my mother's mortifying behavior distracting me for a moment. "Yes," I mumble. "I think so. ↗

— Stacey Jay

#romeo #funny

These violent delights have violent ends And in their triumph die, like fire and powder, Which as they kiss consume. The sweetest honey Is loathsome in his own deliciousness And in the taste confounds the appetite. Therefore love moderately; long love doth so; Too swift arrives as tardy as too slow. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#romeo-and-juliet #love

My only love sprung from my only hate! Too early seen unknown, and known too late! ↗

— William Shakespeare

#love

Either thou or I, or both, must go with him. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#romeo #tybalt #death

Shakespeare had it right all along: Love will kill you in the end. ↗

— Raquel Cepeda

#love-lost #relationship-advice #romeo-and-juliet #shakespeare #shakespeare-in-love

Is there no pity sitting in the clouds That sees into the bottom of my grief? O sweet my mother, cast me not away! Delay this marriage for a month, a week, Or if you do not, make the bridal bed In that dim monument where Tybalt lies. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#marriage

Did my heart love till now? forswear it, sight! For I ne'er saw true beauty till this night. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#beauty

She is so beautiful. Perfect. Mine. No. Not mine. I am hers. ↗

— Stacey Jay

#love #romeo #beauty

Oh, 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. So shows a snowy dove trooping with crows As yonder lady o'er her fellows shows. The measure done, I’ll watch her place of stand, And, touching hers, make blessèd my rude hand. Did my heart love till now? Forswear it, sight! For I ne'er saw true beauty till this night. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#juliet #love-at-first-sight #lovey-dovey #play #retarded