"I do protest I never injured thee, But love thee better than thou can'st devise"
"Tybalt the reason I have to love thee doth much excuse the appertaining rage" sc 1
"The day is hot, the Capels are abroad, And if we meet we shall not scape a brawl" sc 1
"thou wilt quarrel with a man for cracking nuts" sc 1
"thou art a villain" sc 1
"Boy this shall not excuse the injuries" sc 1
"O calm dishonourable, vile submission"
"Gentlemen for shame forbear this outrage! Tybalt,Mercutio, the prince expressively hath forbid this bandying in Verona streets"
"A plague a'both your houses"
"Ask for me tomorrow and you shall find me a grave man"
" I was hurt under your arm"
"O sweet Juliet thy beauty hath made me effeminate"
"These days black fate on moe days doth depend This but begins woe others must end"
"And fire-ey'd fury be my conduct now"
"O I am fortune's fool!"
"For blood of ours shed blood of Montague"
ACT 3 SCENE 2
"And bring in cloudy night immediately Spread thy close curtain, love-performing night"
"Tybalt is gone and Romeo banished"
"Blister'd be thy tongue for such a wish"
"Shall I speak ill of him that is my husband"
"Romeo is banished to speak that word is father, mother,Tybalt,Romeo,Juliet, All slain,all dead 'Romeo is banished'"
"Ill to my edding bed An death, not Romeo, take my maidenhead"
"Ill find Romeo To comfort you, I wot well where he is"
ACT 3 SCENE 3
"There is no world without Verona walls"
" then banished is death misterm'd Calling death 'banished' Thou cut'st my head off with a golden axe"
" O rude unthankfullness!"
"Heaven is here where Juliet lives"
"Hadst thou no poison mixed, no sharp-ground knife"
"Art thou a man?"
ACT 3 SCENE 4
" I think she will be rul'd in all aspects by me"
ACT 3 SCENE 5
"It was the nightingale and not the lark"
"The day is broke, be wary, look about"
"O think'st thou we shall ever meet again?"
" Methinks I see thee now, thou art so low, As one dead in the bottom of a tomb"
"O fortune, fortune"
"Indeed I never shall be satisfied with Romeo til i behold him -dead- is my poor heart, so for a kinsman vex'd"
"Now by Saint Peters church and peter too, He shall not make me there a joyful bride"
"I would the fool were married to her grave"
"Or i will dra thee on a hurdle thither Out you green sickness carrion! out you baggage! you tallow-face"
"My finger itch"
"Ill give you to my friend"
"DO as thou wilt for I have done with thee"
"Ancient damnation O mask wicked fiend... Though and my bosom henceforth shall be twain"