Macbeth Quotes

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William Shakespeare
“By the pricking of my thumbs,
Something wicked this way comes.”
William Shakespeare, Macbeth

William Shakespeare
“I dare do all that may become a man;
Who dares do more, is none”
William Shakespeare, Macbeth

William Shakespeare
“All causes shall give way: I am in blood
Stepp’d in so far that, should I wade no more,
Returning were as tedious as go o’er.”
William Shakespeare, Macbeth

William Shakespeare
“So fair and foul a day I have not seen.”
William Shakespeare, Macbeth

William Shakespeare
“The love that follows us sometime is our trouble, which still we thank as love.”
William Shakespeare, Macbeth

William Shakespeare
“I have no spur
To prick the sides of my intent, but only
Vaulting ambition, which o'erleaps itself
And falls on the other.”
William Shakespeare, Macbeth

William Shakespeare
“Your face, my thane, is as a book where men
May read strange matters. 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.”
William Shakespeare, Macbeth

William Shakespeare
“And nothing is, but what is not.”
William Shakespeare, Macbeth

William Shakespeare
“Angels are bright still, though the brightest fell.”
William Shakespeare

William Shakespeare
“My dull brain was wrought with things forgotten.”
William Shakespeare

Neil Gaiman
“It was sort of like Macbeth, thought Fat Charlie, an hour later; in fact, if the witches in Macbeth had been four little old ladies and if, instead of stirring cauldrons and intoning dread incantations, they had just welcomed Macbeth in and fed him turkey and rice and peas spread out on white china plates on a red-and-white patterned plastic tablecloth -- not to mention sweet potato pudding and spice cabbage -- and encouraged him to take second helpings, and thirds, and then, when Macbeth had declaimed that nay, he was stuffed nigh unto bursting and on his oath could truly eat no more, the witches had pressed upon him their own special island rice pudding and a large slice of Mrs. Bustamonte's famous pineapple upside-down cake, it would have been exactly like Macbeth.”
Neil Gaiman, Anansi Boys

William Shakespeare
“Thrice the brinded cat hath mew’d.
Thrice and once the hedge-pig whined.
Harpier cries ’Tis time, ’tis time.

Round about the cauldron go;
In the poison’d entrails throw.
Toad, that under cold stone
Days and nights has thirty-one
Swelter’d venom sleeping got,
Boil thou first i’ the charmed pot.
Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn, and cauldron bubble.

Fillet of a fenny snake,
In the cauldron boil and bake;
Eye of newt and toe of frog,
Wool of bat and tongue of dog,
Adder’s fork and blind-worm’s sting,
Lizard’s leg and owlet’s wing,
For a charm of powerful trouble,
Like a hell-broth boil and bubble.

Scale of dragon, tooth of wolf,
Witches’ mummy, maw and gulf
Of the ravin’d salt-sea shark,
Root of hemlock digg’d i’ the dark,
Liver of blaspheming Jew,
Gall of goat, and slips of yew
Silver’d in the moon’s eclipse,
Nose of Turk and Tartar’s lips,
Finger of birth-strangled babe
Ditch-deliver’d by a drab,
Make the gruel thick and slab:
Add thereto a tiger’s chaudron,
For the ingredients of our cauldron.

Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn and cauldron bubble.
By the pricking of my thumbs,
Something wicked this way comes.”
William Shakespeare

William Shakespeare
“Ring the alarum-bell! Blow, wind! come, wrack!
At least we'll die with harness on our back.”
William Shakespeare, Macbeth

William Shakespeare
“Infected minds to their deaf pillows will discharge their secrets.”
William Shakespeare, Macbeth

William Shakespeare
“Life is a tale, told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing”
William Shakespeare, Macbeth

William Shakespeare
“Too nice, and yet too true!”
William Shakespeare

William Shakespeare
“Be bloody, bold, and resolute. Laugh to scorn
The power of man, for none of woman born
Shall harm Macbeth.”
William Shakespeare, Macbeth

William Shakespeare
“And now about the cauldron sing
Like elves and fairies in a ring,
Enchanting all that you put in.”
William Shakespeare, Macbeth

William Shakespeare
“Turn hell-hound, turn.”
William Shakespeare, Macbeth

William Shakespeare
“The merciless Macdonald
(Worthy to be a rebel, — for, to that,
The multiplying villainies of nature
Do swarm upon him) from the Western Isles
Of kerns and gallowglasses is supplied;
And Fortune, on his damned quarrel smiling,
Showed like a rebel's whore: but all's too weak:
For brave Macbeth (well he deserves that name)
Disdaining Fortune, with his brandish'd steel,
Which smoked with bloody execution,
Like valour's minion,
Carv'd out his passage.”
William Shakespeare

William Shakespeare
“[...] - What are these,
So withered, and so wild in their attire,
That look not like th'inhabitants o'th' earth
And yet are on't? - Live you, or are you aught
That man may question? You seem to understand me,
By each at once her choppy finger laying
Upon her skinny lips. You should be women,
And yet your beards forbid me to interpret
That you are so.”
William Shakespeare, Macbeth

Stephen King
“What sad, short lives humans live! Each life a short pamphlet written by an idiot! Tut-tut, and all that.”
Stephen King, It

“We fail?
But screw your courage to the sticking place
And we'll not fail. (Lady Macbeth)”
William Shapespeare

“life's but a walking shadow ,a poor player who struts and frets his life upon the stage , and then is heard no more”
Shakspear

Jillian Keenan
“If I could mimic the dynamic of any Shakespearean marriage, I’d choose to mimic the Macbeths—before the murder, ruthless ambition, and torturous descents into madness and death, that is.”
Jillian Keenan, Sex with Shakespeare: Here's Much to Do with Pain, but More with Love

Jackie French
“I knew this was a jewel of a day that would glow bright for my whole life, brighter than any ruby in Macbeth's crown.”
Jackie French, Third Witch

William Shakespeare
“Życie jest jedynie przelotnym cieniem;
żałosnym aktorem, co przez godzinę puszy
się i miota na scenie, po czym znika;
opowieścią idioty, pełną wrzasku i wściekłości,
a nie znaczącą nic.”
William Shakespeare, Macbeth

“The story told in these quaint words was, without any doubt, read by Shakespeare and in the alembic of his imagination grew into the the immortal play. Touched by his genius, the names Dunsinnane and Birnam, lying close to Scone, are luminous points on the map, upon which the eye loves to linger. The incidents told may not be authentic. We are told they are not. But Macbeth certainly slew Duncan and was King of Scotland, and finally met his Nemesis at Dunsinnane, near Birnam Wood, where Malcom III, called Canmore, avenged his father's death, slew the usurper, and was crowned king at Scone, 1054.”
Mary Platt Parmele, A Short History of England, Ireland and Scotland

William Shakespeare
“Gib Worte deinem Schmerz: Gram, der nicht spricht, / Presst das beladene Herz, bis dass es bricht.”
William Shakespeare, Macbeth

William Shakespeare
“Kurtar onu bunlardan. Hekimsin madem,
Kafanın derdine de deva bulamaz mısın?
İçimize kök salmış bir kara düşünceyi
Söküp atamaz mısın aklımızdan?
Beynimize işlemiş kuşkuları silemez misin?
Her şeyi unutturan tatlı bir ilaç verip bize,
Atamaz mısın göğsümüzü daraltan zehiri,
Yüreğimize çöken o baskıyı içimizden?”
William Shakespeare

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