I am in blood Stepp'd in so far, that, should I wade no more, Returning were as tedious as go o'er.

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.

Lovers can do their amorous rites by their own beauties

Dreams, indeed, are ambition; for the very substance of the ambitious is merely the shadow of a dream. And I hold ambition of so airy and light a quality that it is but a shadow's shadow.

Absence from those we love is self from self - a deadly banishment.

Is this the generation of love? Hot blood, hot thoughts and hot deeds? Why, they are vipers. Is love a generation of vipers?

God, the best maker of all marriages, Combine your hearts into one.