Here you will find some phrases from Romeo and Juliet by writer William Shakespeare.
Let us begin...
Romeo:
-Your arrows have hurt me in such a way that not even their wings allow me to rise. I am so hurt that I cannot cross the threshold of my sadness. The weight of his love crushes me.
-The light on your face teaches to light the torches! Its beauty stands out in the blackness of the night like a jewel in the ear of Ethiopian! A jewel too beautiful to wear, too beautiful for this world! Among all it stands out, like a white dove among crows.
-Who never felt pain, mocks the pain.
-What I see? Light in the window? It is the rising sun and Juliet is the sun. Salt, beautiful sun, and kill the moon that is already dying of envy because you, her servant, are more beautiful than her.
-If I could believe in the dreams of happiness, great joy awaits me.
Do you, doomed to misery, are afraid to die? The hunger is clear in your face, and anxiety and despair shine in your eyes.
Abominable entrails of death, voracious mouth that you have devoured to the best that was on earth, I will force you to open your rotten jaws and get fed up again with fresh meat!
-They say that the dying have a happy flash of consciousness seconds before they die.
- My love, my wife, this is my last flash! The death that stole the honey from your lips, could not steal your beauty!
-Eyes, look at my beloved one last time! Arms, hug her for the last time! Lips, put on life, seal with a kiss my final pact with insatiable death ...!
JULIET:
-Only the thoughts, which run faster than the sun's rays chasing away the shadow of the mountains, should be the messengers of love.
-And good. Nodriza dear ... But how sad you are! Is the news bad? If they are, give them to me at least happily; If they are good, don't spoil them with that vinegar face.
-The true love is richer in works than in words, more in essence than in form.
-Only the poor man counts his money. But the treasure of my love is so rich that I could not even count its half.
-Love is blind and likes the shadows of the night, whose veiled clarity is enough for lovers for their dates.
Come, oh desired night, lady in black tunic, and teach me to lose in the sweet game of love a game already won!
Snake soul hidden behind a beautiful face! What dragon ever had such a beautiful cave? Beautiful tyrant! Angelic Demon! Crow with dove feathers! Wolf in sheep's clothing! Innoble matter with divine form! Exactly different from what you looked like! Holy damn! Honored criminal! Oh powers of hell! What did you want when you locked the soul of a condemned in that body's paradise? Why did you bind such a perverse content book so beautifully? How in such a magnificent palace can betray betrayal?
MERCURY:
-I will call him and I will invoke him as if he were the devil: Romeo! Foolish lover! Crazy! Slave of passion! Come in the form of a sigh and answer me only in one verse. A verse in which "love" rhymes with "pain", in which you court the mother of love and give a nickname to his blind son, Cupid, who wounded King Cofetua with his arrows, and fell in love with a misera maid.
PARIS:
-My beloved flower! I will cover you with flowers to beautify your bridal bed. Oh, your pillow is just stone that I give with my brackish tears. My offerings can only be to decorate your grave with flowers and fill it with the sound of my tears.
THE PRINCE:
-Capulet! Montesco! Behold, enemies the punishment you receive for your hatreds! Using love, heaven has forever deprived you of all joy.
-That took peace this dawn. The sun will not shine, saddened.
FRAY LORENZO:
-Poor dead body imprisoned among the dead!
-The violent pleasures end violently: like fire and gunpowder, which are consumed in your own appetite.