Romeo and Juliet

by William Shakespeare

and talk of peace? I hate the word As I hate hell, all Montagues, and thee.

What light through yonder window breaks? It is the East, and Juliet is the sun!

What's in a name? That which we call a rose By any other name would smell as sweet.

Young men's love then lies Not truly in their hearts, but in their eyes.

These violent delights have violent ends