Those three words.

I swear will be the end of me.
Romeo. And. Juliet. ARRGGHH!
The quotations that are on this peice of paper.
'From ancient grudge break to new mutiny, where civil blood makes civil hands unclean.'
'Dost thou not laugh?'
'My grave is like to be my wedding bed.'
'Feather of lead, bright smoke, cold fire, sick health.'
'Blistered be thy tongue for such a wish.'
'O speak again, bright angel.'
'By some vile forfeit of untimely death.'
'O serpent heart, hid with a flowering face.'
'I defy you stars.'
My only love sprung from my only hate,
Too early seen unknown, and known too late.
Prodigious birth of love it is to me,
That I must love a loathed enemy.
William Shakespeare