NURSE: You were the prettiest baby I ever nursed. If I live to see you marry, all my wishes will come true.
LADY CAPULET: Well, marriage is exactly what we have to discuss.
Tell me, my daughter Juliet, what is your attitude toward marriage?
JULIET: ...It is an honor I do not dream of.
NURSE: "An honor?..." If I hadn't been your only nurse, I'd say you had suckled wisdom from the breast that fed you.
LADY CAPULET: Well, think of marriage now. Here in Verona, there are girls younger than you who are already mothers. Why, by my count, I was already your mother at about your age.
Thus, I'll be brief: the valiant Paris seeks you for his love.