Romeo Montague
Farewell, farewell! One kiss, and I\'ll descend.
Romeo Montague
I take thee at thy word. Call me but love, and I\'ll be new baptized; henceforth I never will be Romeo.
Romeo Montague
If I profane with my unworthiest hand this holy shrine, the gentle sin is this: my lips, two blushing pilgrims\' hands do touch, and palm to palm is holy palmers\' kiss.
Juliet Capulet
O Romeo, Romeo! Wherefore art thou Romeo?
Juliet Capulet
What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other word would smell as sweet.
Juliet Capulet
Tybalt is dead, and Romeo--- banished.
Juliet Capulet
It is an honor that I dream not of.
Juliet Capulet
O gentle Romeo, if thou dost love, pronounce it faithfully.