Romantic Romeo And Juliet Quotes

All is well that ends well

When he shall die, Take him and cut him out in little stars, And he will make the face of heaven so fine That all the world will be in love with night And pay no worship to the garish sun.

It is my soul that calls upon my name; How silver-sweet sound lovers’ tongues by night, like softest music to attending ears! -Romeo

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.

For never was a story of more woe than this of Juliet and her Romeo.

What’s in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet.

Beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear.

Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, Who is already sick and pale with grief That thou, her maid, art far more fair than she. . . .

O! she doth teach the torches to burn bright It seems she hangs upon the cheek of night Like a rich jewel in an Ethiop’s ear; Beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear. – Romeo –

My love is deep; the more I give to thee, the more I have, both are infinite.

Benvolio: What sadness lengthens Romeo’s hours? Romeo: Not having that, which, having, makes them short.

What light through yonder window breaks?

I take thee at thy word: Call me but love, and I’ll be new baptized; Henceforth I never will be Romeo.

Lovers can do their amorous rites by their own beauties

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.

Out of her favour, where I am in love.

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