"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."

“O God! methinks, it were a happy life,To be no better than a homely swain;To sit upon a hill, as I do now,To carve out dials quaintly, point by point,Thereby to see the minutes how they run:How many make the hour full complete,How many hours bring about the day,How many days will finish up the year,How many years a mortal man may live.”

“She's beautiful, and therefore to be woo'd;She is a woman, therefore to be won.”

“Defer no time, delays have dangerous ends.”

“Good frend for Jesus sake forbeareTo digg the dust encloased heareBlese be the man that spares these stonesAnd curst be he that moves my bones”

“Crabbed age and youth cannot live together:Youth is full of pleasure, age is full of care”

“On a day — alack the day! —Love, whose month is ever May,Spied a blossom passing fairPlaying in the wanton air”