A thousand times goodnight. A thousand times the worse, to want thy light. Love goes toward love as school boys from their books, but love from love toward school with heavy looks — Romeo And Juliet Copy Share Image
“Live, and be prosperous: and farewell, good fellow. Juliet! ...O my love! my wife! Death, that hath sucked the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty: Thou art not conquered; beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips and in thy cheeks, And death's pale flag is not advanced there. Tybalt, liest thou there in… — Romeo and Juliet Copy Share
“How silver-sweet sound lovers' tongues by night, like softest music to attending ears.” — Romeo and Juliet Copy Share Image
A thousand times goodnight. A thousand times the worse, to want thy light. Love goes toward love as school boys from their books, but… — Romeo And Juliet Copy Share Image
