Romeo And Juliet Juliet Quotes

#1. He that hath the steerage of my course,
Direct my sail. #Quote by William Shakespeare

#2. What sadness lengthens Romeo's hours? #Quote by William Shakespeare

#3. Some grief shows much of love,
But much of grief shows still some want of wit. #Quote by William Shakespeare

#4. Sin from thy lips? O trespass sweetly urged!
Give me my sin again. #Quote by William Shakespeare

#5. Mercutio: If love be rough with you, be rough with love; #Quote by William Shakespeare

#6. The world is not thy friend, nor the world's law. - Romeo #Quote by William Shakespeare

#7. Benvolio- "By my head, here come the Capulets."
Mercutio- "By my heel, I care not. #Quote by William Shakespeare

#8. I'll look to like, if looking liking move; But no more deep will I endart mine eye than your consent gives strength to make it fly. #Quote by William Shakespeare

#9. And jocund day stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops ... #Quote by William Shakespeare

#10. O, speak again, bright angel! for thou art
As glorious to this night, being o'er my head
As is a winged messenger of heaven #Quote by William Shakespeare

#11. Love goes toward love as schoolboys from their books,
But love from love, toward school with heavy looks. #Quote by William Shakespeare

#12. Have not saints lips, and holy palmers too Ay, pilgrim, lips that they must use in prayer. #Quote by William Shakespeare

#13. O, here Will I set up my everlasting rest And shake the yoke of inauspicious stars From the world-wearied flesh #Quote by William Shakespeare

#14. Tales within tales. Dreams within dreams. Pattern on pattern and path beyond path. For such short-lived folks, the human kind seem determined to make things as complicated as possible for themselves. #Quote by Juliet Marillier

#15. Juliet laughed. "I am not the first woman to tell you that she finds you attractive."

"No," he said, again almost as if he was thinking out loud. "But you're the first to lay it out like that. And the first with the scar."

"I'm not," she said, with absolute confidence. "I might be the first to say it, but no, Saywer, other women have found that hot too. I promise you. #Quote by Erin Nicholas

#16. What' and 'if' two words as nonthreatening
as words come. But put
them together side-by-side and they
have the power to haunt you for the
rest of your life: 'What if?'..."

"I don't know how your story ended.
But I know that if what you felt
then was love - true love - then
it's never too late. If it was true
then it why wouldn't it be true
now? You need only the courage to
follow your heart..."

"I don't know what a love like that
feels like... a love to leave loved
ones for, a love to cross oceans
for... but I'd like to believe if I
ever felt it. I'd have the courage
to seize it. I hope you had the
courage to seize it, Claire. And if
you didn't, I hope one day that you
will. #Quote by Letters To Juliet

#17. In my gap year between college and drama school, I taught art at a hospice and worked at a little coffee shop across the street from Shakespeare's Globe Theatre in London when everything around it was still a construction zone. #Quote by Juliet Rylance

#18. It becomes easy," Finbar said. "It's in the training; the ability to see your enemy as something other than a real man. He is a lesser breed, defined by his beliefs - you learn to do with him what you will, and bend him to your purpose. #Quote by Juliet Marillier

#19. I was a very polite schoolgirl who did her work very well and hid under tables. I'd hate to think I haven't changed at all. #Quote by Joan Juliet Buck

#20. This had been real: real in its flaws and uncertainties, real in its small triumphs, real in its compromises and understanding. #Quote by Juliet Marillier

#21. There is no place here for softness. Let folk in too close and you offer them up as weapons for your own destruction. #Quote by Juliet Marillier

#22. For all its amazing strength, our hearts are made of eggshells, and sometimes all it takes is someone you'd almost given up on declaring their love for it to crack wide open #Quote by Leisa Rayven

#23. You cannot poison what is between us with your foul words. She is my light in the darkness and Johnny is my pathway ahead. #Quote by Juliet Marillier

#24. What did she give you?" He turned and smiled at me, the curve of his wide mouth transforming his face completely. "Faith in myself," he said simply. "To do what's right, and not falter, no matter how hard it gets. #Quote by Juliet Marillier

#25. I am a child of Alban's earth Her ancient bones brought me to birth Her crags and islands built me strong My heart beats to her deep wild song. I am the wife with bairn on knee I am the fisherman at sea I am the piper on the strand I am the warrior, sword in hand. White Lady shield me with your fire Lord of the North my heart inspire Hag of the Isles my secrets keep Master of Shadows guard my sleep. I am the mountain, I am the sky I am the song that will not die I am the heather, I am the sea My spirit is forever free. #Quote by Juliet Marillier

#26. Nurse. Registered Massage therapist. Yoga instructor. She considered al of the above programs and costed out notions, and returned, always, to the library, to its heat, the fragrance of dried pages like pressed leaves, its quietude. Something else is present here too: oscuridad - the Spanish word for darkness, which Juliet believes contains so much more than its translation. The oscuridad in here mirrors her own: one tiny darkness amidst the darkness of a multitude of minds seeking illumination, dead and alive trapped in dormant words. She thinks she can hear the oscuridad, her cheek pressed to the fake wood of the carrel she has earned; she can hear it, even though the library's lights are forever on. #Quote by Carrie Snyder

#27. Even in that time of utter darkness, somewhere deep inside me the memory of love and goodness had stayed alive. #Quote by Juliet Marillier

#28. To me, falling in love is the first step in losing my confidence. If I'm in love with somebody, I think that obviously he must have other people in his life. Everything that makes me balanced and happy is suddenly in the hands of someone else. It's an extremely uneasy feeling. #Quote by Joan Juliet Buck

#29. I cannot say what it was that made me take that one step forward. Maybe it was the hesitation in his voice. I knew what it cost him to let himself speak thus. Maybe it was the memory of how he had looked as he slept. I just knew, overwhelmingly, that if I did not touch him I would shatter in pieces. Jump, cried the wind. Jump over. I shut my eyes and moved toward him, and my arms went around his waist, and I rested my head against his chest and let my tears flow. There, said the voice deep inside me. See how easy it was? Bran went very still; and then his arms came around me, quite cautiously, as if he had never done this before and was not at all sure how one went about it. We stood there awhile, and the feeling was good, so good, like a homecoming after long troubles. Until I held him, I did not realize how much I had longed for it. Until I held him, I did not realize he was just the right height to put his arms comfortably around my shoulders, for me to rest my brow in the hollow of his neck, where the blood pulsed under the skin - a perfect fit. #Quote by Juliet Marillier

#30. So I did the honorable thing," he said with a sigh.
His mother laughed and his father barked like a seal, slapping his meaty hand down on the corner.
"It's a good thing you're nice looking, son," his father said, "Because the brains didn't take well in the womb."
"Wh...what?" he sputtered.
"Letting a good woman go isn't honorable. It's plain stupid, is what it is. #Quote by Juliet Blackwell

#31. Though it was dark, I could see how his eyes came alive with enthusiasm and the way he used his hands to illustrate with surprising grace. There were hidden depths beneath that impassive exterior. A sweet kernel shielded by a tough shell; dancing fire concealed in stone. #Quote by Juliet Marillier

#32. There were spells on opening doors and closing them, spells to ward your door, and even one to discourage Jehovah's Witnesses from your door, #Quote by Juliet Dark

#33. It is a sign of wisdom to recognize those things we cannot change about ourselves and our fate #Quote by Juliet Gael

#34. Think about what artists, novelists and poets have in common: the ability to engage in metaphorical thinking, linking seemingly unrelated ideas, such as, 'It is the east, and Juliet is the Sun.' #Quote by Vilayanur S. Ramachandran

#35. I had played the Virgin Mary in 'Jesus of Nazareth,' and I had done 'Juliet' at the age of 15. People said, 'Where do you go from playing Juliet and the Virgin Mary?' And I said, 'Mother Teresa of Calcutta.' #Quote by Olivia Hussey

#36. He was seated on the bench now. He had his left elbow on his knee, his right arm across his lap, his shoulders hunched, his head bowed. White face, red hair: snow and fire, like something from an old tale. The book I had noticed earlier was on the bench beside him, its covers shut. Around Anluan's feet and in the birdbath, small visitors to the garden hopped and splashed and made the most of the day that was becoming fair and sunny. He did not seem to notice them. As for me, I found it difficult to take my eyes from him. There was an odd beauty in his isolation and his sadness, like that of a forlorn prince ensorcelled by a wicked enchantress, or a traveller lost forever in a world far from home. #Quote by Juliet Marillier

#37. Do you know the history of Viyara?" she asked.

"Blood, blood, blood, and more blood," said Juliet promptly. "With a little evisceration."

Runajo snorted. "Do you know about the Ancients?"

"They were very much the same, weren't they?" said Juliet. "As far as blood goes. #Quote by Rosamund Hodge

#38. You're going to the ball?" Luc asked. "Need an escort?"
"I appreciate the offer, but I hear it's all the rage to go stag."
He raised his eyebrows.
"Besides, I think your brother might take it amiss."
"I thought you two were... taking a break?"
"I'd like to wait and see. He's only gone for a couple of weeks."
"I'll take you," Aidan interrupted again. "I was planning on going, myself."
"Dude, I'll take you," echoed Conrad from his seat at the counter.
"Thanks guys." I had to smile. This for a witch who was quite literally banned from any and all high school dances. "But, really, I sort of like the idea of going solo."
Just then we all looked around as the bell on the front door tinkled again, this time announcing the arrival of Inspector Carlos Romero.
"Blessed goddess!" Bronwyn exclaimed, throwing up her hands. "Don't tell me you're here to ask Lily out as well? I'm beginning to feel like a dueña."
"No," Carlos said, looking puzzled. #Quote by Juliet Blackwell

#39. The man journeyed far, and he heard and saw many strange things on his travels. He learned that - that the friend and the enemy are but two faces of the same self. That the path one believes chosen long since, constant and unchangeable, straight and wide, can alter in an instant. Can branch, and twist and lead the traveler to places far beyond his wildest imaginings. That there are mysteries beyond the mind of mortal man, and that to deny their existence is to spend a life of half-consciousness. #Quote by Juliet Marillier

#40. Man sets his hand to games of power and influence, he quests for far horizons and wealth beyond imagining. He thinks to own what cannot be possessed. He hews the ancient trees to broaden his grazing lands; he mines the deep caves and topples the standing stones. He embraces a new faith with fervor and, perhaps, with sincerity. But he grows ever further from the old things. He can no longer hear the heartbeat of the earth, his mother. He cannot smell the change in the air; he cannot see what lies beyond the veil of shadows. Even his new god is formed in his own image, for do they not call him the son of man? By his own choice he is cut adrift from the ancient cycles of sun and moon, the ordered passing of the seasons. And without him, the Fair Folk dwindle and are nothing. They retreat and hide themselves, and are reduced to the clurichaun with his little ale jug; the brownie who steals the cow's milk at Samhain; the half-heard wailing of the banshee. They become no more than a memory in the mind of a frail old man; a tale told by a crazy old woman. #Quote by Juliet Marillier

#41. The script in many ways is limiting and novel is liberating. You get to go into the heads of your characters and their background and have fun with them; something you are discouraged from doing with a script. With the novel, I can tell you what the characters are thinking, I can tell you their view of the world, background information, things I wouldn't dare touch in the script. #Quote by Juliet Asante

#42. But Solomon frowned when he saw the Chinese workers in their traditional pointed hats. 'Since they arrived in this area many colobus monkeys have been trapped. The Chinese are buying the skins,' he told us furiously, then with his voice cracking, 'and there was even an elephant killed, the tusks were gone, and it is the first time I see an elephant killed in this area.' Somebody else in the car pointed out that the Chinese had required 14,000 work permits, when as many unemployed Kenyans could have done the work. #Quote by Juliet Barnes

#43. I grew up all over the world. My father was in the army and was posted to a new place every two and a half years. I have no geographical roots. #Quote by Juliet Stevenson

#44. He tore his mouth from her eager lips to whisper, "Juliet…ah, sweeting…"
Only he had ever called her sweeting. "Morgan…" she whispered back.
He froze. Jerking back from her, he stared uncomprehending into her eyes. Then his face drained of heat as suddenly as hot iron dunked in water. He dropped his hands from her. "What the devil am I doing? I must be mad…"
Pivoting away, he leaned over to brace his fists on the table. His shoulders shook from the force of his sharp, heavy breaths.
"Morgan?" She stepped forward to lay her hand on his back.
He flinched at her touch. "Don't ever call me that again. Call me Sebastian or Lord Templemore, but never Morgan. I'm not him!" He whirled to face her once more. His haunted eyes gleamed in the dimness, and his features were twisted into anger. "I think I've proved that sufficiently."
His denial struck a dagger to her heart, and she began to tremble. Surely, he didn't mean to continue in his lies after what they'd just shared. How could he? "Please, Morgan, don't-"
"I'm not Morgan!" He glanced away. "I'm not." Only his shaky hand shoving his beautiful, thick hair from his face belied his seeming control. "And another thing: no woman ruined by a man waits two years to hunt him down when her family is spoiling for vengeance. She doesn't hide the truth from them, and she doesn't come in secret to accuse her supposed debaucher."
His gaze swung back to her as he dropped his voice. "She certainly doesn't l #Quote by Sabrina Jeffries