Fair is foul, and foul is fair. Let's fly away in the through the fog and filthy air
My brave relative! What a worthy man!
All hail, Macbeth! Hail to you, thane of Glamis!
All hail, Macbeth! Hail to you, thane of Cawdor!
All hail, Macbeth, the future king!
You want to be powerful, and you don’t lack ambition, but you don’t have the mean streak that these things call for. The things you want to do, you want to do like a good man. You don’t want to cheat, yet you want what doesn’t belong to you.
Oh, horror, horror, horror! This is beyond words and beyond belief!
You can’t say I did it. Don’t shake your bloody head at me