Quotes From "Macbeth" By William Shakespeare

...Who could refrain, 	 That had a heart to love, and...
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...Who could refrain, That had a heart to love, and in that heart Courage to make love known? William Shakespeare
Life ... is a tale Told by an idiot, full...
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Life ... is a tale Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, Signifying nothing. William Shakespeare
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Out, out, brief candle! Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player that 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. William Shakespeare
Out, out brief candle, life is but a walking shadow...a...
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Out, out brief candle, life is but a walking shadow...a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing. William Shakespeare
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To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, 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, That struts and frets his hour upon the stage, And then is heard no more. It is a tale Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, Signifying nothing. William Shakespeare
What's done cannot be undone.
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What's done cannot be undone. William Shakespeare
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I drink to the general joy o’ the whole table." Macbeth William Shakespeare
Screw your courage to the sticking-place
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Screw your courage to the sticking-place William Shakespeare
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Where shall we three meet again in thunder, lightning, or in rain? When the hurlyburly 's done, when the battle 's lost and won William Shakespeare
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Macbeth:If we should fail? Lady Macbeth:We fail? But screw your courage to the sticking place, And we'll not fail. William Shakespeare
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What must be done must be done, whatever the price, the cost, the pain. One day we all must walk through fire. David Hewson
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And still you'll hesitate to tell him, won't you? Why? Because you're a woman? Is your destiny such a small thing then? To keep your legs open and your mouth shut? David Hewson
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Then the liars and swearers are fools, for there are liars and swearers enough to beat the honest men and hang up them. William Shakespeare
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Macbeth: How does your patient, doctor? Doctor: Not so sick, my lord, as she is troubled with thick-coming fancies that keep her from rest. Macbeth: Cure her of that! Canst thou not minister to a mind diseased, pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow, raze out the written troubles of the brain, and with some sweet oblivious antidote cleanse the stuffed bosom of that perilous stuff which weighs upon her heart. Doctor: Therein the patient must minister to himself. William Shakespeare
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This tune goes manly. Come, go we to the King. Our power is ready; Our lack is nothing but our leave. MacbethIs ripe for shaking, and the powers above Put on their instruments. Receive what cheer you may. The night is long that never finds th William Shakespeare
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The grief that does not speak whispers the o'erfraught heart and bids it break. William Shakespeare
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Tomorrow and tomorrow come creeping in and always will. We're fools trapped in a mechanism of our own unconscious making. Shadows strutting and fretting for one brief hour upon a stage, then heard no more. I'll weep an ocean in my heart, if the world would give me time. But not now. David Hewson
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And now about the cauldron sing Like elves and fairies in a ring, Enchanting all that you put in. William Shakespeare
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You speak as if this is a good world with a little evil in it. Rubbish. It's a hellish one where the best a man can do is put a little sanity back and look after his own. David Hewson
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Things without all remedy should be without regard: what's done is done. William Shakespeare
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What's done, is done William Shakespeare
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Stars, hide your fires; Let not light see my black and deep desires. William Shakespeare
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Each new morn New widows howl, new orphans cry, new sorrows Strike heaven on the face, that it resounds As if it felt with Scotland, and yelled out Like syllable of dolor. William Shakespeare
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Angels are bright still, though the brightest fell. Though all things foul would wear the brows of grace, Yet Grace must still look so. William Shakespeare
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Priests might divide the world into good and bad. In battle there was strong and weak and nothing else. A.J. Hartley
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Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player, That struts and frets his hour upon the stage, And then is heard no more. It is a tale Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, Signifying nothing. William Shakespeare
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I dare do all that may become a man; Who dares do more, is none William Shakespeare
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There are no secrets.' The thing smiled, showing a row of even, childlike teeth. 'None worth keeping. Only the ones you hide from yourself, which are the most damaging and hurtful of all. Truth is truth, and lie is lie. Tell yourself one's the other and all the world turns kilter. David Hewson
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Fit to govern? No, not fit to live. William Shakespeare
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The expedition of my violent love outrun the pauser, reason. William Shakespeare
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The time approaches That will with due decision make us know What we shall say we have and what we owe. Thoughts speculative their unsure hopes relate, But certain issue strokes must arbitrate; Towards which, advance th William Shakespeare
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Be bloody, bold, and resolute. Laugh to scorn The power of man, for none of woman born Shall harm Macbeth. William Shakespeare
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To be thus is nothing, but to be safely thus... William Shakespeare
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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. William Shakespeare
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Shake off this downy sleep, death’s counterfeit, And look on death itself! William Shakespeare
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PORTERThis is a lot of knocking! Come to think of it, if a man were in charge of opening the gates of hell to let people in, he would have to turn the key a lot. William Shakespeare
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Nought’s had, all’s spent, where our desire is got without content. William Shakespeare
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Let every man be master of his time. William Shakespeare
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Confusion now hath made his masterpiece. William Shakespeare
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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
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My thought, whose murder yet is but fantastical, Shakes so my single state of man That function is smothered in surmise, And nothing is but what is not. William Shakespeare
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Out, damned spot! out, I say! William Shakespeare
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They met me in the day of success: and I havelearned by the perfectest report, they have more inthem than mortal knowledge. When I burned in desireto question them further, they made themselves air, into which they vanished. Whiles I stood rapt inthe wonder of it, came missives from the king, whoall-hailed me 'Thane of Cawdor;' by which title, before, these weird sisters saluted me, and referredme to the coming on of time, with 'Hail, king thatshalt be! ' This have I thought good to deliverthee, my dearest partner of greatness, that thoumightst not lose the dues of rejoicing, by beingignorant of what greatness is promised thee. Lay itto thy heart, and farewell. . William Shakespeare
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Stars hide your fires; let not light see my black and deep desires: The eyes wink at the hand; yet let that be which the eye fears, when it is done, to see William Shakespeare
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Come what come may, time and the hour run through the roughest day. William Shakespeare
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Receive what cheer you may. The night is long that never finds the day. William Shakespeare
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The love that follows us sometime is our trouble, which still we thank as love. William Shakespeare
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Nothing in his life became him like leaving it. William Shakespeare
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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.- Macbeth Act V, Scene V William Shakespeare
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Do I dream you? Or you dream me? Or does someone, something bigger than all' - her hands swept the vast constellations above them - 'this beauteous calamity, dream everything we see and more? David Hewson