quoets from romep and juliet

Is love a tender thing? it is too rough,
Too rude, too boisterous, and it pricks like thorn.
Romeo, Act I, scene iv
If love be rough with you, be rough with love;
Prick love for pricking, and you beat love down.
Mercutio, Act I, scene iv
But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks?
It is the east, and Juliet is the sun!
Romeo, Act II, scene ii
O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo?
Deny thy father and refuse thy name;
Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love,
And I'll no longer be a Capulet.
Juliet, Act II, scene ii
What's in a name? That which we call a rose,
By any other word would smell as sweet.
Juliet, Act II, scene ii
Love goes toward love, as schoolboys from their books,
But love from love, toward school with heavy looks.
Romeo, Act II, scene ii
Good-night, good-night! Parting is such sweet sorrow
That I shall say good-night till it be morrow.
Juliet, Act II, scene ii
For naught so vile that on the earth doth live
But to the earth some special good doth give;
Nor aught so good but, strain'd from that fair use,
Revolts from true birth, stumbling on the abuse:
Virtue itself turns vice, being misapplied;
And vice sometimes by action dignified.
Friar Lawrence, Act II, scene iii
Come, gentle night, — come, loving black brow'd night,
Give me my Romeo; and 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.
Juliet, Act III, scene ii
Where be these enemies? Capulet! Montague!
See, what a scourge is laid upon your hate,
That heaven finds means to kill your joys with love!
And I, for winking at your discords too,
Have lost a brace of kinsmen: all are punish'd.
Prince, Act III, scene iii
For never was a story of more woe
Than this of Juliet and her Romeo.
Prince, Act V, scene iii