A Quote by William Shakespeare on grief, lies, love, lovers, madness, and tears

ROMEO Why, such is love's transgression. Griefs of mine own lie heavy in my breast, Which thou wilt propagate, to have it prest With more of thine: this love that thou hast shown Doth add more grief to too much of mine own. Love is a smoke raised with the fume of sighs; Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes; Being vex'd a sea nourish'd with lovers' tears: What is it else? a madness most discreet, A choking gall and a preserving sweet.

William Shakespeare (1564 - 1616)

Source: ROMEO AND JULIET, Act 1, Scene 1

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