As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, / I must not look to have; but, in their stead, / Curses, not loud but deep, mouth-honour, breath, / Which the poor heart would fain deny, and dare not" (5.3.25-28).
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Tell me, daughter Juliet, How stands your dispositions to be married" It is an honor that I dream not of
Interpretation
What this quote means
Juliet expresses her reluctance to consider marriage, viewing it as something she does not aspire to.
In this quote from Shakespeare's 'Romeo and Juliet,' Juliet is responding to her mother, Lady Capulet, regarding the idea of marriage. She views the prospect of marriage not as an honor or a dream, but as something she is currently not interested in, reflecting the youthful desire for independence and the urgency of her own feelings which are soon complicated by her love for Romeo.
Themes
LoveMarriageIndependenceHonorYouth
In practice
Example use cases
This quote can be used in a discussion about the pressures of societal expectations in relationships.
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