All hail, Macbeth! Hail to thee, Thane of Glamis!
Act 1 Scene 3
My thought, whose murder yet is but fantastical....
All hail, Macbeth! Hail to thee, Thane of Cawdor!
All hail, Macbeth, thou shalt be king hereafter!
We will proceed no further in this business. He hath honored me of late
Act 1 Scene 7
Wouldst thou have that Which thou esteem’st the ornament of life, And live a coward in thine own esteem,
Act 2 Scene 2
Act 3 Scene 5
Shall raise such artificial sprites as by the strength of their illusion shall draw him on to his confusion. He shall spurn fate, scorn death, and bear his hopes 'bove wisdom, grace, and fear. and you all know, security is mortals' chiefest enemy.
Act 4 Scene 1
fire burn, and cauldron bubble. Double, double, toil and trouble;
The live, Macduff; what need I fear of thee?
Act 5 Scene 8
Tell thee, Macduff was from his mother's womb untimely ripped.
Be bloody, bold, and resolute; laugh to scorn the power of man, for none of woman born shall harm Macbeth.