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Juliet: "My only love sprung from my only hate" (Shakespeare 1.5.136)

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Juliet: "My only love sprung from my only hate" (Shakespeare 1.5.136)

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You are a lover. Borrow Cupid's wings / and soar with them above a common bound (1.4.15-16)

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"When the devout religion of my eye/maintains such falsehoods, then turn tears to fire,/And these who often drowned could never die/ Transparent heretics burned for lie.

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Juliet: The orchard walls are high and hard to climb, and the place death, considering who thou art, if any of my kinsmen find thee here" (125)

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Juliet: The orchard walls are high and hard to climb, and the place death, considering who thou art, if any of my kinsmen find thee here" (125)

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Romeo: "I am no pilot, yet, wert thou as far / as that vast shore washed with the farthest sea, / I should adventure for merchandise"(2.2.82-84)

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Romeo: "I am no pilot, yet, wert thou as far / as that vast shore washed with the farthest sea, / I should adventure for merchandise"(2.2.82-84)

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Romeo: "My life were better ended by their hate / Than death prorogued, wanting of thy love" (2.2.77-78)

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Romeo: "My life were better ended by their hate / Than death prorogued, wanting of thy love" (2.2.77-78)

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The nurse: “Well, you have made a simple choice.  You know not / how to choose a man.  Romeo?  No, not he,” (2.5.38-39)

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The nurse: “Well, you have made a simple choice.  You know not / how to choose a man.  Romeo?  No, not he,” (2.5.38-39)

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Romeo: ¨Lest faith turn to despair¨ (2.5.102)

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Romeo: ¨Lest faith turn to despair¨ (2.5.102)

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Great meme that relates to this book

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nobody:
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Juliet: "If they do see thee, they will murder thee" (2.2. 70)

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Juliet: "If they do see thee, they will murder thee" (2.2. 70)

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Prologue 1 - "The fearful passage of their death-marked love" (9).

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Prologue 1 - "The fearful passage of their death-marked love" (9).

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Romeo: "I am no pilot, yet, wert thou as far / As that vast shore washed"

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Romeo: "I am no pilot, yet, wert thou as far / As that vast shore washed"

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Friar Laurence: "Wisely and slow. They stumble that run fast"(Shakespeare 2.3.94).

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Friar Laurence: "Wisely and slow. They stumble that run fast"(Shakespeare 2.3.94).

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Juliet: “Sweet, so would I. / Yet I should kill thee with so much cherishing.” (2.2.185-186)

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Juliet: “Sweet, so would I. / Yet I should kill thee with so much cherishing.” (2.2.185-186)

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Romeo: "With this night's revels expire the term/ Of a despised life closed in my breast/ By some vile forfeit of untimely death" (1.4.107-109)

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Romeo: "With this night's revels expire the term/ Of a despised life closed in my breast/ By some vile forfeit of untimely death" (1.4.107-109)

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Romeo: “Amen, amen. But come what sorrow can, / It cannot countervail the exchange of joy / That one short minute gives me in her sight” (2.6.3-5).

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Romeo: “Amen, amen. But come what sorrow can, / It cannot countervail the exchange of joy / That one short minute gives me in her sight” (2.6.3-5).

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Romeo: “Then love-devouring death do what he dare; / It is enough I may but call her mine” (2.6.7-8).

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Romeo: “Then love-devouring death do what he dare; / It is enough I may but call her mine” (2.6.7-8).

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Friar Laurence: “The sweetest honey / Is loathsome in his own deliciousness / And, in the taste, confounds the appetite” (2.6.11-13).

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Friar Laurence: “The sweetest honey / Is loathsome in his own deliciousness / And, in the taste, confounds the appetite” (2.6.11-13).

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Friar Laurence: “Therefore love moderately. Long love doth so; / Too swift arrives as tardy as too slow” (2.6.14-15).

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Friar Laurence: “Therefore love moderately. Long love doth so; / Too swift arrives as tardy as too slow” (2.6.14-15).

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Friar Laurence: “These violent delights have violent ends / And in their triumph die, like fire and powder, / Which, as they kiss, consume” (2.6.9-11).

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Friar Laurence: “These violent delights have violent ends / And in their triumph die, like fire and powder, / Which, as they kiss, consume” (2.6.9-11).

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Juliet: “But my true love is grown to such excess / I cannot sum up sum of half my wealth” (2.6.33-34).

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Juliet: “But my true love is grown to such excess / I cannot sum up sum of half my wealth” (2.6.33-34).