O Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo? Deny thy father refuse thy name, thou art thyself thou not a montegue, what is montegue? tis nor hand nor foot nor any other part belonging to a man What is in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet, So Romeo would were he not Romeo called retain such dear perfection to which he owes without that title, Romeo, Doth thy name! And for that name which is no part of thee, take all thyself.

Watch tonight, pray tomorrow. Gallants, lads, boys, hearts of gold, all the titles of good fellowship come to you!

Oh, she doth teach the torches to burn bright!

Till our King Henry had shook hands with Death.

Some rise by sin, and some by virtue fall.

Desire of having is the sin of covetousness.

You cannot, sir, take from me any thing that I will more willingly part withal: except my life, except my life, except my life.