Lady Macbeth: Look like the innocent flower but be the serpent under't.
(9 votes)
2
Lady Macbeth: All the perfumes of Arabia will not sweeten this little hand! Oh, oh, oh!
(5 votes)
3
Macbeth: [after slaying someone in battle] Thou wast born of woman!
(5 votes)
4
Macbeth: Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow creeps in this petty pace from day to day to the last syllable of recorded time; and all our yesterdays have lighted fools the way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle! Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player who struts and frets his hour upon the stage and is heard no more. It is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.
(2 votes)
5
Macbeth: To know my deed 'twere best not know myself.
(2 votes)
6
Blind Witch: By the pricking of my thumbs, something wicked this way comes!
(3 votes)
7
Macbeth: False face must hide what false heart doth know.
(1 vote)
8
Three Witches: Fair is foul and foul is fair, hover through the fog and filthy air.
9
Lady Macbeth: Things without all remedy should be without regard. What's done is done.
10
Macbeth: Is this a dagger which I see before me, the handle toward my hand?
11
Macbeth: LIAR AND SLAVE!
12
Three Witches: Double double, toil and trouble Three Witches: Fire burn and cauldron bubble
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Lady Macbeth: Out, damned spot! Out I say!
14
Malcolm: Nothing in his life became him like the leaving it.
15
Macduff: Do not bid me speak; see, and then speak yourselves.
16
Macbeth: Let us not be dainty of our leave-taking.
17
Duncan: There's no art to find the mind's constuction in the face.
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Malcolm: Receive what cheer you may. The night is long that never finds the day.
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Macbeth: So foul and fair a day I have not seen.
20
Macbeth: Stars, hide your fires. Let not light see my black and deep desires.
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Macbeth: My name's Macbeth! Young Siward: The devil himself could not pronounce a title more hateful to mine ear.
22
Macbeth: I will not yield, To kiss the ground before young Malcolm's feet, And to be baited with the rabble's curse. Though Birnam wood be come to Dunsinane, And thou oppos'd, being of no woman born, Yet I will try the last. Lay on, Macduff; And damn'd be him that first cries, "Hold, enough!"
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