"Your face, my thane, is as a book where men may read strange matters. To beguile the time…”
Act 2 Scene 1
"Is this a dagger which is see before me,the handle toward my hand? Come, let me clutch thee. I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible to felling as to sight? Or art thou but a dagger of the mind, a false creation…”
Act 3 Scene 4
"O proper stuff! This is the very painting of our fear: This is the air-drawn dagger which, you said, led you to Duncan...”
Act 4 Scene 1
"Double, Double toil and trouble; fire burn and cauldron bubble."
Act 5 Scene 5
She should have died hereafter; there would have been a time for such a word..."