Wisely, and slow. They stumble that run fast.
Oh, she doth teach the torches to burn bright!
These violent delights have violent ends And in their triump die, like fire and powder Which, as they kiss, consume
For never was a story of more woe than this of Juliet and her Romeo.
O! she doth teach the torches to burn bright It seems she hangs upon the cheek of night Like a rich jewel in an Ethiop's ear; Beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear. - Romeo -
If I profane with my unworthiest hand This holy shrine, the gentle fine is this: My lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready stand To smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss.
When he shall die, Take him and cut him out in little stars, And he will make the face of heaven so fine That all the world will be in love with night And pay no worship to the garish sun.
My love is deep; the more I give to thee, the more I have, both are infinite.
Is love a tender thing? It is too rough, too rude, too boisterous, and it pricks like thorn.
One fairer than my love? The all-seeing sun Ne'er saw her match since first the world begun.
My only love sprung from my only hate.
All is well that ends well
where civil blood makes civil hands unclean
Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo?
Good night, good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow, that I shall say good night till it be morrow.
He jests at scars that never felt a wound.
O, then I see Queen Mab hath been with you. . . . She is the fairies’ midwife, and she comes In shape no bigger than an agate stone On the forefinger of an alderman, Drawn with a team of little atomi Athwart men’s noses as they lie asleep.
See how she leans her cheek upon her hand. O, that I were a glove upon that hand That I might touch that cheek!
Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, Who is already sick and pale with grief That thou, her maid, art far more fair than she. . . .
A glooming peace this morning with it brings; The sun, for sorrow, will not show his head: Go hence, to have more talk of these sad things; Some shall be pardon'd, and some punished: For never was a story of more woe Than this of Juliet and her Romeo.
What light through yonder window breaks?
These violent delights have violent ends.
I had met a lady there by the name of Laura Ziffren.She heard that I got signed to Virgin and reached out to my management company. They needed a kid to sing that part in the movie, and she remembered me, and her people reached out to my people, and I went and auditioned, and I got the part [in Romeo + Juliet].
I even have some stories of people telling me how that song has changed their life, how it got them through hard times, how it saved their life when they were on the verge of thinking of doing the worst. That just really amazes me, that that movie [Romeo + Juliet] and that part in the movie are still having a huge effect on people's lives today.
The story of the movie [Romeo + Juliet] is timeless. It's relevant then.
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