Macbeth Important Quotes

Fair is foul and foul is fair. – Act 1, Scene 1

All the perfumes of Arabia will not sweeten this little hand. – Act 5, Scene 1

Double, double, toil and trouble; Fire burn and cauldron bubble. – Act 4, Scene 1

Is this a dagger which I see before me? – Act 2, Scene 1

Out, damned spot! Out, I say! – Act 5, Scene 1

Look like the innocent flower, but be the serpent under ‘t. – Act 1, Scene 5

Stars, hide your fires; Let not light see my black and deep desires. – Act 1, Scene 4

By the pricking of my thumbs, something wicked this way comes. – Act 4, Scene 1

A little water clears us of this deed. – Act 2, Scene 2

It is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing. – Act 5, Scene 5

I have no spur to prick the sides of my intent, but only vaulting ambition. – Act 1, Scene 7

Macbeth Important Quotes part 2

I bear a charmed life. – Act 5, Scene 8

Fair is foul, and foul is fair. – Act 1, Scene 1

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. – Act 5, Scene 5

There’s daggers in men’s smiles. – Act 2, Scene 3

To be thus is nothing, but to be safely thus. – Act 3, Scene 1

If chance will have me king, why, chance may crown me without my stir. – Act 1, Scene 3

Fair is foul, and foul is fair. – Act 1, Scene 1

Nothing in his life became him like the leaving it. – Act 1, Scene 4

I dare do all that may become a man; who dares do more is none. – Act 1, Scene 7

What’s done is done. – Act 3, Scene 2

It will have blood, they say: blood will have blood. – Act 3, Scene 4

By the pricking of my thumbs, something wicked this way comes. – Act 4, Scene 1

Yet do I fear thy nature; It is too full o’ the milk of human kindness. – Act 1, Scene 5

I am in blood steps so far that, should I wade no more, returning were as tedious as go o’er. – Act 3, Scene 4

There is no art to find the mind’s construction in the face. – Act 1, Scene 4

I have lived long enough: my way of life is fall’n into the sear, the yellow leaf. – Act 5, Scene 3

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. – Act 5, Scene 5

What, will these hands ne’er be clean? – Act 5, Scene 1

I have no spur to prick the sides of my intent, but only vaulting ambition. – Act 1, Scene 7

Double, double toil and trouble; Fire burn, and cauldron bubble. – Act 4, Scene 1

Look like the innocent flower, but be the serpent under ‘t. – Act 1, Scene 5

By the pricking of my thumbs, something wicked this way comes. – Act 4, Scene 1

It is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing. – Act 5, Scene 5

I bear a charmed life, which must not yield to one of woman born. – Act 5, Scene 8

There’s daggers in men’s smiles; the near in blood, the nearer bloody. – Act 2, Scene 3

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. – Act 5, Scene 5

There’s daggers in men’s smiles. – Act 2, Scene 3

If chance will have me king, why, chance may crown me without my stir. – Act 1, Scene 3

Fair is foul, and foul is fair. – Act 1, Scene 1

I have no spur to prick the sides of my intent, but only vaulting ambition. – Act 1, Scene 7

Fair is foul, and foul is fair. – Act 1, Scene 1

Is this a dagger which I see before me? – Act 2, Scene 1

Out, damned spot! Out, I say! – Act 5, Scene 1

By the pricking of my thumbs, something wicked this way comes. – Act 4, Scene 1

A little water clears us of this deed. – Act 2, Scene 2

It is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing. – Act 5, Scene 5

I have no spur to prick the sides of my intent, but only vaulting ambition. – Act 1, Scene 7

I bear a charmed life. – Act 5, Scene 8

Fair is foul, and foul is fair. – Act 1, Scene 1

Fair is foul and foul is fair. – Act 1, Scene 1

All the perfumes of Arabia will not sweeten this little hand. – Act 5, Scene 1

Double, double, toil and trouble; Fire burn and cauldron bubble. – Act 4, Scene 1

Is this a dagger which I see before me? – Act 2, Scene 1

Out, damned spot! Out, I say! – Act 5, Scene 1

Look like the innocent flower, but be the serpent under ‘t. – Act 1, Scene 5

Stars, hide your fires; Let not light see my black and deep desires. – Act 1, Scene 4

By the pricking of my thumbs, something wicked this way comes. – Act 4, Scene 1

A little water clears us of this deed. – Act 2, Scene 2

It is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing. – Act 5, Scene 5

I have no spur to prick the sides of my intent, but only vaulting ambition. – Act 1, Scene 7

I bear a charmed life. – Act 5, Scene 8

Fair is foul, and foul is fair. – Act 1, Scene 1

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. – Act 5, Scene 5

There’s daggers in men’s smiles. – Act 2, Scene 3

To be thus is nothing, but to be safely thus. – Act 3, Scene 1

If chance will have me king, why, chance may crown me without my stir. – Act 1, Scene 3

Fair is foul, and foul is fair. – Act 1, Scene 1

Nothing in his life became him like the leaving it. – Act 1, Scene 4

I dare do all that may become a man; who dares do more is none. – Act 1, Scene 7

What’s done is done. – Act 3, Scene 2

It will have blood, they say: blood will have blood. – Act 3, Scene 4

By the pricking of my thumbs, something wicked this way comes. – Act 4, Scene 1

Yet do I fear thy nature; It is too full o’ the milk of human kindness. – Act 1, Scene 5

I am in blood steps so far that, should I wade no more, returning were as tedious as go o’er. – Act 3, Scene 4

There is no art to find the mind’s construction in the face. – Act 1, Scene 4

I have lived long enough: my way of life is fall’n into the sear, the yellow leaf. – Act 5, Scene 3

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. – Act 5, Scene 5

What, will these hands ne’er be clean? – Act 5, Scene 1

I have no spur to prick the sides of my intent, but only vaulting ambition. – Act 1, Scene 7

Double, double toil and trouble; Fire burn, and cauldron bubble. – Act 4, Scene 1

Look like the innocent flower, but be the serpent under ‘t. – Act 1, Scene 5

By the pricking of my thumbs, something wicked this way comes. – Act 4, Scene 1

It is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing. – Act 5, Scene 5

I bear a charmed life, which must not yield to one of woman born. – Act 5, Scene 8

There’s daggers in men’s smiles; the near in blood, the nearer bloody. – Act 2, Scene 3

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. – Act 5, Scene 5

There’s daggers in men’s smiles. – Act 2, Scene 3

If chance will have me king, why, chance may crown me without my stir. – Act 1, Scene 3

Fair is foul, and foul is fair. – Act 1, Scene 1

I have no spur to prick the sides of my intent, but only vaulting ambition. – Act 1, Scene 7

Fair is foul, and foul is fair. – Act 1, Scene 1

Is this a dagger which I see before me? – Act 2, Scene 1

Out, damned spot! Out, I say! – Act 5, Scene 1

By the pricking of my thumbs, something wicked this way comes. – Act 4, Scene 1

A little water clears us of this deed. – Act 2, Scene 2

It is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing. – Act 5, Scene 5

I have no spur to prick the sides of my intent, but only vaulting ambition. – Act 1, Scene 7

I bear a charmed life. – Act 5, Scene 8

Fair is foul, and foul is fair. – Act 1, Scene 1