For such things as you, I can scarce think there's any, ye're so slight.

Two households, both alike in dignity In fair Verona, where we lay our scene From ancient grudge break to new mutiny Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean. From forth the fatal loins of these two foes A pair of star-cross'd lovers take their life Whose misadventured piteous overthrows Do with their death bury their parents' strife.

What, man, defy the devil. Consider, he's an enemy to mankind.

He that is strucken blind can not forget the precious treasure of his eyesight lost.

Now, good digestion wait on appetite, and health on both!

Perseverance... keeps honor bright: to have done, is to hang quite out of fashion, like a rusty nail in monumental mockery.

Oh, she doth teach the torches to burn bright!