“Make my blood thick; / make my feelings numb and incapable of pity, / so that no natural pangs of remorse should come/ and shake my deadly purpose, nor stand in the way/ of the achievement of that purpose.”
"I won't go anymore. / I'm afraid to even think about what I've done; / I don't dare look at it again."
“How indecisive you are! / Give me the daggers.”
“If Duncan is bleeding, / I’ll paint the faces of the servants with his blood, / for they must seem guilty of the murder.”