Romeo: Courage, man; the hurt cannot be much. Mercutio: No, 'tis not so deep as a well, nor so wide as a church-door; but 'tis enough, 'twill serve. Ask for me tomorrow, and you shall find me a grave man.

One woman is fair, yet I am well; another is wise, yet I am well; another virtuous, yet I am well; but till all graces be in one woman, one woman shall not come in my grace.

What is more miserable than discontent?

He is as full of valor as of kindness. Princely in both.

Nice customs curtsy to great kings.

Lady, you are the cruel'st she alive If you will lead these graces to the grave And leave the world no copy.

I can hardly forbear hurling things at him.