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Significant Quotes in Macbeth
Act I
Witches: Fair is foul and foul is fair. (I, I, 10)
First Witch: All hail, Macbeth! Hail To Thee, Thane Of Glamis! Second Witch: All hail, Macbeth! Hail To Thee, Thane Of Cawdor! Third Witch: All hail, Macbeth, that shalt be king hereafter. (I, iii, 48-50)
First Witch: Lesser than Macbeth, and greater. Second Witch: Not so happy, yet much happier. Third Witch: Thou shalt get kings, though thou be none. (I, iii, 65-67)
Macbeth: So foul and fair a day I have not seen. (I, iii, 10)
Banquo: 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. (I, iii, 121-125)
Macbeth: Two truths are told, / As happy prologues to the swelling act / Of the imperial theme. (I, iii, 127-129)
Duncan: Nothing in his life / Became him like the leaving it. / he died / As one that had been studied in his death / To throw away the dearest thing he owed / As ‘twere a careless trifle. (I, iv, 7-11)
Duncan: There’s no art / To find the mind’s construction in the face: / He was a gentleman on whom I built / An absolute trust. (I, iv, 11-14)
Lady Macbeth: Yet I do fear thy nature; / It is too full o’ the milk of human kindness / To catch the nearest way: thou wouldst be great; / Are not without ambition, but without / The illness should attend it. (I, v, 11-15)
Lady Macbeth: 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. (I, v, 35-38)
Lady Macbeth: Your face, my thane, is as a book where men / May read strange matters. To beguile then 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. He that’s coming / Must be provided for: and you shall put / This night’s great business into my dispatch. (I, 56-63)
Macbeth: If it were done when ‘tis done, then ‘twere well / It were done quickly: if the assassination / Could trammel up the consequence, and catch, / With his surcease, success; that but this blow / Might be the be-all and end-all here. (I, vii, 1-5)
Macbeth: He’s here in double trust: / First, as I am his kinsman and his subject, / Strong both against the deed; then, as his host, / Who should against his murderer shut the door. (I, vii, 12-15)
Lady Macbeth: What beast was’t then / That made you break this enterprise to me? / When you durst doit, then you were a man; / I have given suck, and know / How tender ‘tis to love the babe that milks me: / I would, while it was smiling in my face, / Have pluck’d my nipple from his boneless gums, / And dash’d the brains out, had I so sworn as you / Have done to this. (I, vii, 46-58)
Macbeth: False face must hide what the false heart doth know. (I, vii, 82)
Act II
Macbeth: If you shall cleave to my consent, when ‘tis, / It shall make honor for you. Banquo: So I lose none / In seeking to augment it, but still keep / my bosom franchised and allegiance clear, / I shall be counsel’d. (II, i, 25-29)
Macbeth: Is this a dagger which I see before me, / The handle toward my hand? Come, let me clutch thee...nature seems dead, and wicked dreams abuse / The curtain’d sleep; witchcraft celebrates / Pale Hecate’s offerings. (II, i, 51)
Lady Macbeth: The attempt and not the deed / Confounds us. (II, ii, 10-11)
Macbeth: Listening their fear, I could not say ‘Amen,’ / When they did say ‘God bless us!’ (II, ii, 28-29)
Lady Macbeth: These deeds must not be thought / After these ways; so it will make us mad. (II, ii, 33-34)
Lady Macbeth: You do unbend your noble strength, to think / So brainsickly of things. / Go get some water, / And wash this filthy witness from you hand. (II, ii, 45-47)
Porter: Here’s a knocking indeed! If a man were porter of hell gate, he should have old turning the key…But this place is too cold for hell. I’ll devil porter it no further. (II, iii, 1-
Lennox: The night has been unruly: where we lay, / Our chimneys were blown down, and, as they say, / Lamentings heard i’ the air, strange screams of death, / ...some say, the earth / Was feverous and did shake. (II, iii, 34-41)
Lady Macbeth: Woe, alas! / What, in our house? (II, iii, 68-69)
Macbeth: Had I but died an hour before this chance, / I had lived a blessed time; for from this instant / There’s nothing serious in mortality. (II, iii, 71-73)
Banquo: Fears and scruples shake us: / In the great hand of God I stand, and thence / Against the undivulged pretense I fight / Of treasonous malice. (II, iii, 111-114)
Witches: And you all know security / Is mortals’ chiefest enemy. (III, v, 32-33)
Act IV
Second Witch: By the pricking of my thumbs, / Something wicked this way comes. (I, i, 43-44)
First Apparition: Macbeth! Macbeth! Macebeth! beware Macduff; / Beware the thane of Fife. Dismiss me. Enough. (IV, i, 69-70) Second Apparition: Be bloody, bold, and resolute; lugh to scorn / The power of man, for none of woman born / Shall harm Macbeth. (IV, i, 77-79) Third Apparition: Be lion-mettled, proud; and take no care / Who chafes, who frets, or where conspirers are, / Macbeth shall never vanquished be until / Great Birnam wood to high Dunsinane hill / Shall come against him. (IV, i, 87-92)
Witches All: Show his eyes and grieve his heart; / Come like shadows , so depart! (IV, i, 106-107)
Macbeth: Infected be the air whereon they ride; / And damned all those that trust them! (IV, I, 135-136)
Lady Macduff: His flight was madness. When our actions do not / Our fears do make us traitors. (IV, ii, 3-4)
Malcolm: Why in that rawness left you wife and child, / Those precious motives, those strong knots of love. (IV, iii, 26-27)
Macduff: Boundless intemperance / In nature is a tyranny; it hath been / The untimely emptying of the happy throne, / And fall of many kings. (IV, iii, 66-69)
Malcolm: Were I king, / I should cut off the nobles for their lands, / Desire his jewels and this other’s house: / And my more-having would be as a sauce / To make me hunger more, that I should forge / Quarrels unjust against the good and loyal, / Destroying them for wealth. (IV, iii, 77-83)
Macduff: This avarice / sticks deeper, grows with more pernicious root / than summer- seeming lust, and it hath been / the sword of our slain kings: yet do not fear; /Scotland hath foisons to fill up your will. (IV, iii, 84-88)
Macduff: Fit to govern! / No, not to live. O nation miserable! / Thy royal father / Was a most sainted king: the queen that bore thee, / Fare thee well! / These evils thou repeat'st upon thyself / Have banish’d me from Scotland. O my breast, / Thy hope ends here! (IV, iii, 102-113)
Malcolm: [I] Unspeak mine own detraction; here abjure / the taints and blames I laid upon myself, / For strangers to my nature. I am yet / Unknown to woman, never was forsworn, / Scarcely have coveted what was mine own, / At no time broke my faith, would not betray / The devil to his fellow, and delight / No less in truth than life: my first
false speaking / Was this upon myself: what I am truly, / Is thine and my poor country’s to command. (IV, iii, 123-131)
Macduff: Alas, poor country! / Almost afraid to know itself! It cannot be call’d our mother, but our grave: where nothing, / But who knows nothing, is once seen to smile; / Where sighs and groans and shrieks that rend the air, / Are made, no mark’d; where violent sorrow seems / a modern ecstacy. (IV, iii, 159-170)
Malcolm: Let’s make us medicines of our great revenge, / To cure this deadly grief. (IV, iii, 214-215)
Malcolm: Be this the whetstone of your sword: let grief / Convert to anger; blunt not the heart, enrage it. (IV, iii, 228-229)
Malcolm: Macbeth / Is ripe for shaking, and the powers above / Put on their instruments. Receive what cheer you may; / The night is long that never finds the day. (IV, iii, 237-239)
Act V
Gentlewoman: Why, she has light by her continually; ‘tis her command. It is an accustomed action with her, to seem thus washing her hands: I have known her continue in this a quarter of an hour. (V, I, 20-21)
Lady Macbeth: Out, damned spot! Out, I say! — One, two. Why, then ‘tis time to do ‘t — Hell is murky! Fie, my lord, fie! a soldier, and afeard? What need we fear who knows it, when none can call our power to account? — Yet who would have thought the old man to have had so much blood in him? (V, I, 25-28)
Lady Macbeth: Here’s the smell of the blood still: all the perfumes of Arabia will not sweeten this little hand. (V, I, 36-37)
Doctor: Foul whisperings are abroad: unnatural deeds / Do breed unnatural troubles: infected minds / To their deaf pillows will discharge their secrets: / More needs she the divine than the physician. (V, I, 51-55)
Caithness: Great Dunsinane he strongly fortifies: / Some say he’s mad; others, that lesser hate him, / Do call it valiant fury: but, for certain, / He cannot buckle his distemper’d cause/Within the belt of rule. (V, ii, 12-16)
Angus: Now does he feel / His secret murders sticking on his hands… / Now does he feel his title/Hang loose about him, like a giant’s robe / Upon a dwarfish thief. (V, ii, 16-22)
Caithness: Meet we the medicine of the sickly weal, / And with him pour we, in our country’s purge, / Each drop of us. (V, ii, 27-29)
Macbeth: I have lived long enough: my way of life / Is fall’n into the sear, the yellow leaf, / And that which should accompany old age, / As honor, love, obedience, troops of
will perform in measure, time and place: / So thanks to all at once and to each one, / Whom we invite to see us crown’d at Scone. (V, viii, 60-75)
