the instruments of darkness tell us truths, win us with honesttrifles to betray us in deepest consequence
you should be women and yet your beards forbid me to interpret that you are so
why do i yeild to that suggestion whose horrid image doth unfix my hair
look how are partners rapt
stars hide your fires let not light see my black and deep desires
my dearest partner in greatness
yet i do fear thy nature it too full of the milk of human kindness
unsex mehere
take my milk for gall
look like th'innocent flower but be the serpent under't
i have no spur to prick the sides of my intent, but only vaultingambition, which o'erleaps itself
i dare do all that may become a man
when you durst do it then you are a man
i would while it was smiling in my face have pluck'd my nipple from its boneless gums and dash'd the brains out, had i so sworn as you have done to this
if we should fail? we fail? but screw your courage to the sticking place
art thou but a dagger of the mind, a false creation
had he not resembled my father as he slept, i had don't
sleep no more macbeth does murder sleep
infirm of purpose!
will all great neptunes ocean wash this blood clean from my hand
a little water clears us of this deed
o horror, horror, horror
there are daggers in mens smiles
oh full of scorpions is my mind dear wife
to be thus is nothing but to be safely thus
fruitless crown
for banquos issue have i fil'd my mind
to make them kings, the seeds of banquo kings
and make our faces vizards to our hearts
be innocent of the knowledge dearest chuck
tis better thee without
shows macbeths cold hearted reaction to banquos death
thou canst not say i did it. never shake thy gorylocks at me!
are you a man?
blood will have blood
you lack the season of all natures, sleep
by the pricking of my thumbs, something wicked this way comes