...chopped his way through to Macdonwald, who didn’t even have time to say good-bye or shake hands before Macbeth split him open from his navel to his jawbone and stuck his head on our castle walls....O valiant cousin! Worthy gentleman!
“If Duncan hadn’t reminded me of my father when I saw him sleeping, I would have killed him myself."
To be thus is nothing, But to be safely thus. Our fears in Banquo Stick deep, and in his royalty of nature Reigns that which would be feared. 'Tis much he dares,
"Tell me what I want to know..."
Nothing in love. Now does he feel his title Hang loose about him, like a giant’s robe Upon a dwarfish thief.