Macbeth Important Quotes

Fair is foul, and foul is fair – Macbeth (Act 1, Scene 1)

Is this a dagger I see before me? – Macbeth (Act 2, Scene 1)

Double, double toil and trouble; Fire burn, and cauldron bubble – the Witches (Act 4, Scene 1)

All the perfumes of Arabia will not sweeten this little hand – Lady Macbeth (Act 5, Scene 1)

Out, out, brief candle! – Macbeth (Act 5, Scene 5)

By the pricking of my thumbs, something wicked this way comes – the Second Witch (Act 4, Scene 1)

Stars, hide your fires; Let not light see my black and deep desires – Macbeth (Act 1, Scene 4)

Will all great Neptune’s ocean wash this blood clean from my hand? – Macbeth (Act 2, Scene 2)

I dare do all that may become a man; Who dares do more, is none – Macbeth (Act 1, Scene 7)

Come, you spirits that tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here – Lady Macbeth (Act 1, Scene 5)

None of woman born shall harm Macbeth – Second Apparition (Act 4, Scene 1)

What’s done is done – Lady Macbeth (Act 3, Scene 2)

Confusion now hath made his masterpiece – Macduff (Act 2, Scene 3)

Out, damned spot! Out, I say! – Lady Macbeth (Act 5, Scene 1)

Fair is foul, and foul is fair. Hover through the fog and filthy air – Witches (Act 1, Scene 1)

It will have blood; they say, blood will have blood – Macbeth (Act 3, Scene 4)

I am in blood stepped in so far that, should I wade no more, returning were as tedious as go o’er – Macbeth (Act 3, Scene 4)

Macbeth shall never vanquished be until Great Birnam Wood to high Dunsinane Hill shall come against him – Third Apparition (Act 4, Scene 1)

Out, out, brief candle! Life’s but a walking shadow – Macbeth (Act 5, Scene 5)

I have almost forgot the taste of fears – Macbeth (Act 5, Scene 5)

I bear a charmed life – Macbeth (Act 5, Scene 8)

More needs she the divine than the physician – Doctor (Act 5, Scene 1)

Till Birnam Wood remove to Dunsinane, I cannot taint with fear – Macbeth (Act 5, Scene 3)

Why should I play the Roman fool and die on mine own sword? – Macbeth (Act 5, Scene 8)

Canst thou not minister to a mind diseased – Macbeth (Act 5, Scene 3)

The wine of life is drawn, and the mere lees is left this vault to brag of – Macbeth (Act 2, Scene 3)

There’s daggers in men’s smiles – Donalbain (Act 2, Scene 3)

Things without all remedy should be without regard: what’s done is done – Lady Macbeth (Act 3, Scene 2)

It is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing – Macbeth (Act 5, Scene 5)

The dead butcher and his fiend-like queen – Malcolm (Act 5, Scene 9)

Fair is foul and foul is fair – the Witches (Act 1, Scene 1)

A little water clears us of this deed – Lady Macbeth (Act 2, Scene 2)

There’s no art to find the mind’s construction in the face – Duncan (Act 1, Scene 4)

It provokes the desire, but it takes away the performance – Macbeth (Act 2, Scene 3)

I am one, my liege, whom the vile blows and buffets of the world hath so incensed that I am reckless what I do to spite the world – Macbeth (Act 3, Scene 1)

I pull in resolution and begin to doubt the equivocation of the fiend that lies like truth – Macduff (Act 4, Scene 3)

Look like the innocent flower, but be the serpent under’t – Lady Macbeth (Act 1, Scene 5)

This is the very painting of your fear; this is the air-drawn dagger which you said led you to Duncan – Lady Macbeth (Act 3, Scene 4)

By the clock ’tis day and yet dark night strangles the travelling lamp – Ross (Act 2, Scene 4)

Give sorrow words; the grief that does not speak knits up the o-er wrought heart and bids it break – Malcolm (Act 4, Scene 3)

Will all great Neptune’s ocean wash this blood clean from my hand? No – Macbeth (Act 2, Scene 2)

Do you not hope your children shall be kings, when those that gave the Thane of Cawdor to me promised no less to them? – Macbeth (Act 4, Scene 3)

Out, out, brief candle! Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage and then is heard no more – Macbeth (Act 5, Scene 5)

Fair is foul, and foul is fair: Hover through the fog and filthy air – Witches (Act 1, Scene 1)

Yet do I fear thy nature; It is too full o’ th’ milk of human kindness – Lady Macbeth (Act 1, Scene 5)