My brother Benvolio despises me, and I hate him in turn; before I am gone from House Montague to my aged bridegroom's arms, I will see him paid for his slights.
How better to hurt him than to hurt someone he holds dear? Mercutio Ordelaffi has a secret, a dire one. With my scheming grandmother's help, I can ruin my brother, his friend, and humiliate House Capulet all in one blow.
A fitting marriage gift to see me off to my triumphs.
One day, they will all come begging to my door, and I will take great delight in shutting them out.
She’s a cow, that one. Fancies herself above us. She dresses as badly as a servant and pretends it to be some sort of virtue. She spends her hours reading, of all things. Even nuns don’t read.
Veronica, said of Rosaline