Macbeth Quote Identification

“Come, you spirits That tend on mortal thoughts! unsex me here, And fill me from the crown to the toe top full Of direst cruelty; make thick my blood, Stop up the access and passage to remorse, That no compunctious visitings of nature Shake my fell purpose, nor keep peace between The effect and it!” Lady Macbeth
“Fair is foul, and foul is fair.” Witches
Be bloody, bold, and resolute! Laugh to scorn the pow’r of man, for none of woman born shall harm Macbeth.” Second Apparition
“To beguile the time, Look like the time; bear welcome in your eye, Your hand, your tongue; look like the innocent flower, But be the serpent under’t.” Lady Macbeth
“But ’tis strange: And oftentimes, to win us to our harm, The instruments of darkness tell us truths, Win us with honest trifles, to betray’s In deepest consequence.” Banquo
“Fortune, on his damned quarrel smiling,Showed like a rebel’s” Captain
“If you can look into the seeds of time,And say which grain will grow, and which will not,Speak.” Banquo
“And oftentimes, to win us to our harm,The instruments of darkness tell us truths,Win us with honest trifles, to betray’sIn deepest consequence.” Banquo
If chance will have me king, why, chance may crown me. Macbeth
There’s no art to find the mind’s construction in the face. Duncan
Nothing in his lifeBecame him like the leaving it; he diedAs one that had been studied in his death,To throw away the dearest thing he ow’d,As ’twere a careless trifle. Malcolm
Stars, hide your fires!Let not light see my black and deep desires. Macbeth
It is too full o’ the milk of human kindnessTo catch the nearest way: thou wouldst be great; Lady Macbeth
I have no spurTo prick the sides of my intent, but onlyVaulting ambition, which o’erleaps itselfAnd falls on the other. Macbeth
I dare do all that may become a man;Who dares do more, is none. Macbeth
Is this a dagger which I see before me,The handle toward my hand? Come, let me clutch thee; Macbeth
When our actions do not,Our fears do make us traitors. Lady Macduff
If it were done when ‘t is done, then ‘t were wellIt were done quickly: if the assassinationCould trammel up the consequence, and catchWith his surcease success; that but this blowMight be the be-all and the end-all here,But Macbeth
“What he hath lost, noble Macbeth has won.” Duncan
“So foul and fair a day I have not seen.” Macbeth
All hail, Macbeth! Hail to thee, Thane of Glamis!””All hail, Macbeth! Hail to thee, Thane of Cawdor!””All hail, Macbeth, that shalt be King hereafter!” Witches
“Lesser than Macbeth, and greater.Not so happy, yet much happier.Thou shalt get kings, though thou be none” Witches
“But ’tis strange./And oftentimes, to win us to our harm,/The instruments of darkness tell us truths,/Win us with honest trifles, to betray’s/In deepest consequence.” Banquo
“This castle hath a pleasant seat, the air/Nimbly and sweetly recommends itself/Unto our gentle senses.” Duncan
“If it were done when ’tis done, then ’twere will/It were done quickly.” Macbeth
“Away, and mock the time with fairest show./False face must hide what the false heart doth know.” Macbeth
“Methought I heard a voice cry ‘Sleep no more!/Macbeth does murder sleep’—the innocent sleep,/Sleep that knits up the raveled sleave of care,/The death of each day’s life, sore labor’s bath,/Balm of hurt minds, great nature’s second course,/Chief nourisher in life’s feast.” Macbeth
“Will all great Neptune’s ocean wash this blood/Clean from my hand? No, this my hand will rather/The multitudinous seas incarnadine,/Making the green one red.” Macbeth
To know my deed, ’twere best not know myself./Wake Duncan with thy knocking! I would thou couldst!” Macbeth
I am one, my liege,Whom the vile blows and buffets of the worldHave so incensed that I am reckless whatI do to spite the world. Murderer
“Approach the chamber, and destroy your sight/With a new Gorgon. Do not bid me speak./See, and then speak yourselves.” Macduff
“Upon my head they place a fruitless crown/And put a barren scepter in my gripe.” Macbeth
“This is the very painting of your fear./This is the air-drawn dagger which you said/Led you to Duncan. O, these flaws and starts/ (Imposters to true fear) would well become/A woman’s story at a winter’s fire. . .” Lady Macbeth
“The time has been/That, when the brains were out, the man would die,/And there an end! But now they rise again,/With twenty mortal murders on their crowns,/And push us from our stools. This is more strange/Than such a murder is.” Macbeth
“I am in blood/Stepped in so far that, should I wade no more,/Returning were as tedious as go o’er.” Macbeth
“Come, we’ll to sleep. My strange and self-abuse/Is the initiate fear that wants hard use./We are yet but young in deed.” Macbeth
“Beware the Thane of Fife. Dismiss me. Enough””Be bloody, bold, and resolute; laugh to scorn/The pow’r of man, for none of woman born/Shall harm Macbeth.””Macbeth shall never vanquished be until/Great Birnam Wood to high Dunsinane Hill/Shall come against him.” Apparitions
“From this moment/the very firstlings of my heart shall be/The firstlings of my hand. And even now,/To crown my thoughts with acts, be it thought and done.” Macbeth
“Out, damned spot! out, I say!” Lady Macbeth
Whither should I fly?/I have done no harm. But I remember now/I am in this earthly world, where to do harm/Is often laudable, to do good sometime/Accounted dangerous folly. Why then, alas,/Do I put up that womanly defense/To say I have done no harm?—What are these faces?” Lady Macduff
To Ireland, I; our separated fortuneShall keep us both the safer: where we are, Donalbain
What will you do? Let’s not consort with them:To show an unfelt sorrow is an officeWhich the false man does easy. I’ll to England. Malcolm
“I have lived long enough. My way of life/Is fallen into the sere Macbeth
” It is a tale/Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,/Signifying nothing.” Macbeth
If thou beest slain and with no stroke of mine,/My wife and children’s ghosts will haunt me still./I cannot strike at wretched kerns, whose arms/Are hired to bear their staves. Either thou, Macbeth,/Or else my sword with an unbattered edge I sheathe again undeeded.” Macduff
“Hail, King! for so thou art. Behold where stands/The usurper’s cursed head. The time is free.” Macduff
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
Macduff was from his mother’s womb Untimely ripp’d Macduff
“angels are bright still, though the brightest fell. Through all things foul would wear thre brows of grace yet grace must still look good” Malcolm
“be this the whetstone of your sword. Let grief convert to anger. Blunt not the heart; enrage it” Malcolm