“Stars hide your fires, let light not see your dark and deep desires”
“Look like the innocent flower, but be the serpent under it”
“The Thane of Cawdor lives, why do you dress me in borrowed robes?”
“Out damn spot”
“Full o the milk of human kindness”
“Dear wife, full o scorpions is my mind”
“Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day
To the last syllable of recored time,
and all our yesterdays have lighted fools the way to dusty death,
Out, out brief candle,
Lifes 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 o sound and fury, signifying nothing”
“Will all of Neptune’s oceans wash the blood clean from my hand”
“Fair is foul and foul is fair”
“Is this a dagger I see before me; handle pointed towards my hand?
Come, let me clutch thee, I have thee not but I see thee still.”