NURSE: What a man, young lady! As great as any in the world! Why, he's as perfectly formed as a sculpture in wax!
LADY CAPULET: Summer in Verona has no flower as fine as him.
NURSE: No, he's a fine flower, truly, a flower.
LADY CAPULET: What do you say? Can you love this gentleman? You will behold him at our feast tonight.
Study Paris' face and find pleasure in his beauty. Examine his features and see how well they complement one another.
He lacks only a bride to make him perfect and complete.
For beauty to be joined with beauty...it's as natural as fish in the sea.
You would share all that he possesses, and by having him, you'd lose nothing,