| Fair is foul, and foul is fairHover thought the fog and filty air | Whitches |
| Yet do i fear thy nature; it is to full o’ the milk of human kindness to catch the nearest way | Lady Macbeth |
| And you all know, security is morals’ chiefest enemy | Hecate |
| Out damned spot! out i say! | Lady Macbeth |
| The Thane of Cawdor lives; why do you dress me in borrowed robes | Macbeth |
| We will establish our estate upon eldest Malcolm, whom we name hereafter the prince of Cumberland | Duncan |
| Stars, hide your fires, Let not light see my black and deepest desires | Hecate |
| Look like the innocent flower but be the serpent under’t | Lady Macbeth |
| First as i am his kingsman and his subject ,… then as his host | Macbeth |
| Sleep no more! Macbeth does murder sleep | Mabeth |
| Let not consort with them to show a unfelt sorrow is an office which the false man say easy. i’ll to England | Malcolm |
| On tuesday last a falcon, towering in her pride of place was by a mousing owl hawked and killed | old man |
| To be thus is nothing, but to be safely thus. our fears in banquo stick deep | Macbeth |
| We have lost half of our affiars | Murder |
| Give ,e some wine fill full. i drink to the general joy o’the whole table and a dear friend banquo | Macbeth |
| How did you dare to trade and traffic with Macbeth in riddles and affairs of death; and i was never called | Hecate |
| Macbeth shall never vanquish be until great Birnam wood to high Dunsmane hill shall come against him | 3rd /Armed head |
| The castle of macduff i will surprise; Seize upon Fife, give to the edge o’the sword his wife, his babies | Macbeth |
| His flight was madness. when our actions do not, our fears do make us traitors | Lady Macduff |
| Sinful macduff; they were all struck for thee! Naught, that i am, not for their own demerits, but for mine | Macbeth |
| Let every soilder hew him down a bough, and bear’t before him | Malcolm |
| Tell thee macduff was from his morther’s womb was untimely ripped | Macduff |
| My thanes ans kinsmen, henceforth be earls | Malcolm |
| i will put in resolution and begin to doubt the equivocation of the fiend that lies like truth; fear no till birnam wood come to dunsinane’; and now a wood comes to dunsinane | Macbeth |
| Let grief convert to anger, blunt not the heart enrage it | Malcolm |
| The raven himself is hoarse that croaks the fatal entrance of duncan under my battlements. come you spirits that tend on mortal thoughts unsex me | Lady Macbeth |
| By sinel’s death i know i am Thane of Glamis, but how of Cawdor | Macbeth |
Macbeth Quotes
December 13, 2019