"What thou art promised: yet do i fear thy nature/ It is too full o'th' milk of kindness/ To catch the nearest way"
"Infirm of Purpose!/ Give me the daggers: the sleeping and the dead/ Are but as pictures: 'tis the eye of childhood/ That fears a painted devil. If he do bleed, / I'll gild the faces of the grooms withal,/ For it must seem their guilt."
“O, full of scorpions is my mind, dear wife!/ Thou know’st that Banquo and his Fleance lives”
Act 1.5 lines 15-17
"That will never be;/ Who can impress the forest,bid the tree/ Unfix his earth -bound root?...Rebellious dead, rise never, till the wood/ Of Birnam rise, and our high-placed Macbeth/ Shall live the lease of nature, pay his breath/ To time and mortal custom"
Act 2.2 lines 52-57
"We shall not spend a large expense of time/ Before we reckon with your several loves,/...My thanes and kinsmen,/ Henceforth be earls, the first that ever Scotland/ In such an honour named...As calling home our exiled friends abroad/ That fled the snares of watchful tyranny/...So thanks to all at once, and to each one, Whom we invite to see us crowned at scone."