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20 Cards in this Set
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Thou wilt quarrel with a man for cracking nuts, having no other reason but b/c thou hast hazel eyes
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Mercutio to Benvolio about fighting with anyone
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A plague on both your houses! I am sped
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Mercutio to Montagues and Capulets before he dies
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No, 'tis not so deep as a well, nor so wide as a church door... ask for me tomz and you shall find me a grave man
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Mercutio to Romeo and Benvolio joking about dying
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They have made worms' meat of me
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Mercutio to Benvolio and Romeo about dying
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O, I am fortune's fool!
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Romeo to Benvolio about getting owned by fate
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Gallop apace, you fiery-footed steeds...
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Juliet to herself about wishing the day would pass so she could fuck Romeo at night
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(And learn me how to lose a winning match, played for a pair of stainless maidenhoods)
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Juliet to herself - Teach me how to get jiggy with it so we can lose our virginities
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There is no world without Verona walls, but purgatory, torture, hell itself.
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Romeo to Friar about not being able to leave Verona and Juliet
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Adversity's sweet milk, philosophy
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Friar to Romeo about taking up philosophy once Romeo is banished (?)
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Thy tears are womanish
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Friar to Romeo about tears being womanish, duh
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It was the nightingale, and not the lark, that pierced the fearful hollow of thine ear
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Juliet to Romeo arguing about which bird made the sound
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It was the lark, the herald of the morn.....
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Romeo to Juliet about bird arugument
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Out, you greensickness carrion! Out you baggage!
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Capulet to Juliet about being pissed since Juliet won't marry Paris
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Romeo's a dishclout to him
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Nurse to Juliet about how much better Paris is than Romeo
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Farewell, God knows when we shall meet again....
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Juliet to herself (kind of to lady capulet), worrying about the plan ahead
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She's dead, deceased; she's dead, alack the day!
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Nurse to Capulets about Juliet's "death"
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There is thy gold-- worse poison to men's souls
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Romeo to Apothecary about the poison he is buying
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Thy drugs are quick. Thus with a kiss I die.
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Romeo to himself (but addressing apothecary) about dying
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O happy dagger!/This is thy sheath; there rust, and let me die.
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Juliet to herself about killing herself
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For never was a story of more woe than this of Juliet and her Romeo
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Prince to everyone
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