JULIET: Oh fortune! Everyone says you are fickle.
If you change your mind so easily, what will you do with my Romeo? be fickle and tire of him quickly...then send him back to me.
LADY CAPULET: Daughter? Are you awake?
JULIET: Who's that calling? Is it my mother? She's up so late!
Or is she up very early? What reason could she have for coming here?
LADY CAPULET: Why, how are you, Juliet?
JULIET: Madam, I am not well.
LADY CAPULET: Still weeping for your cousin's death? What, will you wash him out of his grave with your tears? Even if you could, you couldn't make him live.
Therefore, stop now. A little grief shows great love...But too much grief shows a simple mind.