"Love moderately. Long love doth so.Too swift arrives as tardy as too slow.*Love each other in moderation. That is the key to long-lasting love. Too fast is as bad as too slow.*"

"Love is merely a madness; and, I tell you, deserves as well a dark house and a whip as madmen do; and the reason why they are not so punish'd and cured is that the lunacy is soordinary that the whippers are in love too."

"love is blindand lovers cannot see the pretty follies that themselves commit"

"Under loves heavy burden do I sink.--Romeo"

"I’ll follow thee and make a heaven of hell,To die upon the hand I love so well."

"If music be the food of love, play on."

"O, hereWill I set up my everlasting rest,And shake the yoke of inauspicious starsFrom this world-wearied flesh. Eyes, look your last!Arms, take your last embrace! and, lips, O youThe doors of breath, seal with a righteous kissA dateless bargain to engrossing death!"

"Love comforteth like sunshine after rain."

"For which of my bad parts didst thou first fall in love with me?"

"For she had eyes and chose me."

"I do love nothing in the world so well as you- is not that strange?"

"See how she leans her cheek upon her hand. O, that I were a glove upon that hand That I might touch that cheek!"

"Sweets to the sweet."

"...Who could refrain, That had a heart to love, and in that heart Courage to make love known?"

"O serpent heart hid with a flowering face!Did ever a dragon keep so fair a cave?Beautiful tyrant, feind angelical, dove feather raven, wolvish-ravening lamb! Despised substance of devinest show, just opposite to what thou justly seemest - A dammed saint, an honourable villain!"

"Lovers and madmen have such seething brains,Such shaping fantasies, that apprehendMore than cool reason ever comprehends.The lunatic, the lover and the poetAre of imagination all compact:One sees more devils than vast hell can hold,That is, the madman: the lover, all as frantic,Sees Helen's beauty in a brow of Egypt:The poet's eye, in fine frenzy rolling,Doth glance from heaven to earth, from earth to heaven;And as imagination bodies forthThe forms of things unknown, the poet's penTurns them to shapes and gives to airy nothingA local habitation and a name."

"I had rather hear my dog bark at a crow, than a man swear he loves me."

"And yet,to say the truth, reason and love keep little company together nowadays."

"Love is not loveWhich alters when it alteration finds,Or bends with the remover to remove.O no, it is an ever-fixed markThat looks on tempests and is never shaken;It is the star to every wand'ring bark,Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.""

"Do not swear by the moon, for she changes constantly. then your love would also change."

"They do not love that do not show their love."

"Love is heavy and light, bright and dark, hot and cold, sick and healthy, asleep and awake- its everything except what it is! (Act 1, scene 1)"