“I have no spur, / to prick the sides of my intent, / but only vaulting ambition” - act I
“I have given suck and know / How tender ‘tis to love the babe that milks me: / I would, while it was smiling in my face, / Have pluck’d my nipple from his boneless gums / and dash'd the brains out” - act I
“Thou wouldst be great, / Art without ambition, but without / The illness should attend it” - act I
the present horror from the time’ - act II
“Whiles I threat, he lives: / Words to the heat of deeds too cold breath gives.” - act II
‘If it were done when ’tis done, then ’twere well / It were done quickly’ - act I
‘We’ll have thee, as our rarer monsters are, / Painted upon a pole and underwrit, / ’Here may you see the tyrant’ - act V
‘Give me my armour’ - act V
"Come what come may, time and the hour runs through the roughest day" act IV
“Stay, you imperfect speakers.” - act I
“There’s no art To find the mind’s construction in the face” - act I
Stars, hide your fires, / let not light see my black / and deep desires” - act I
“Look like th’innocent flower, / But be the serpent under’t” - act I
“Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible” - act II
“Mine eyes are made the fools o’ the other senses, Or else worth all the rest;” - act II
“Pale Hecate’s offerings, and wither’d murder” - act II
“I have begun to plant thee, and will labour / To make them ripe as apples ere they fall.” - act III
Instruments of darkness tell us truths; / win us with honest trifles, to betray’s / in deepest consequence” - act I
‘Some say, the earth / Was feverous and did shake’. - act II
Beauteous and swift’ and ‘make war with mankind’ - act II
‘There’s daggers in men’s smiles’ - act II
“Yet do I fear thy nature, / It is too full o’th’milk of human kindness” - act I
Indissoluble tie / Forever knit - act III
“That I may pour my spirits in thine ear / And chastise with the valour of my tongue” - act I
“By the pricking of my thumbs, / Something wicked this way comes. / Open, locks, Whoever knocks!” - act IV
"Will all great Neptune's ocean wash this blood clean from my hand?" - act II
‘Out, damned spot! out, I say!’ - act V
‘Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow’ - act V
She should have died hereafter: / There would have been time for such a word’ - act V
“Creeps in this petty pace from day to day” - act V
‘What’s done cannot be undone.’ - act V
‘I have liv’d long enough. My way of life / Is fall’n into the sere, the yellow leaf, / And that which should accompany old age, / As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, / I must not look to have’. - act V