Macbeth Quotes

Fair is foul, and foul is fair – Macbeth

Stars, hide your fires; let not light see my black and deep desires – Macbeth

Double, double toil and trouble; Fire burn, and cauldron bubble – The Witches

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

Is this a dagger which I see before me, the handle toward my hand? – Macbeth

Will all great Neptune’s ocean wash this blood clean from my hand? – Macbeth

There’s daggers in men’s smiles – Donalbain

Yet I do fear thy nature; It is too full o’ the milk of human kindness – Lady Macbeth

What’s done is done – Lady Macbeth

It will have blood, they say: blood will have blood – Macbeth

But screw your courage to the sticking-place and we’ll not fail – Lady Macbeth

Come, you spirits that tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here – Lady Macbeth

Confusion now hath made his masterpiece – Macduff

By the pricking of my thumbs, something wicked this way comes – The Witches

I am in blood stepped in so far that, should I wade no more, returning were as tedious as go o’er – Macbeth

Nothing in his life became him like the leaving it; he died as one that had been studied in his death – Malcolm

Angels are bright still, though the brightest fell – Malcolm

There’s no art to find the mind’s construction in the face – Duncan

Bleed, bleed, poor country! Great tyranny, lay thou thy basis sure – Macduff

My hands are of your colour, but I shame to wear a heart so white – Lady Macbeth

Fair is foul, and foul is fair – The Witches

He has no children. All my pretty ones? Did you say all? O hell-kite! All? What, all my pretty chickens and their dam at one fell swoop? – Macduff

The dead butcher and his fiend-like queen – Malcolm

Out, damned spot! Out, I say! – Lady Macbeth

What’s done cannot be undone – Lady Macbeth

I have supped full with horrors – Macbeth

Look like the innocent flower, but be the serpent under’t – Lady Macbeth

I bear a charmed life – Macbeth

To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day – Macbeth

It is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing – Macbeth

All the perfumes of Arabia will not sweeten this little hand – Lady Macbeth

Methought I heard a voice cry ‘Sleep no more! Macbeth does murder sleep’ – Macbeth

Yet do I fear thy nature; It is too full o’ the milk of human kindness – Lady Macbeth

We have scorched the snake, not killed it – Macbeth

I have no spur to prick the sides of my intent, but only vaulting ambition – Macbeth

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

Come what come may, time and the hour runs through the roughest day – Macbeth

The near in blood, the nearer bloody – Macbeth

It provokes the desire, but it takes away the performance – Lady Macbeth

The devil himself could not pronounce a title more hateful to mine ear – Macbeth

I would, while it was smiling in my face, have plucked my nipple from his boneless gums and dashed the brains out – Lady Macbeth

Out, out, brief candle! Life’s but a poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage – Macbeth

There’s daggers in men’s smiles – Donalbain

What’s the matter, that such a hideous trumpet calls to parley the sleepers of the house? – Banquo

It will have blood, they say; blood will have blood – Macbeth