Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand?... a false creation, As this which now I draw.
Have I not reason, beldams as you are? ... how did you dare To trade and traffic with Macbeth In riddles and affairs of death
" He was crazy to run away. Even if you’re not a traitor, you’re going to look like one if you run away To leave his wife, his children... in a place so unsafe that he himself flees it! He doesn’t love us. "
" But who would have thought the old man would have had so much blood in him?"
"She said something she shouldn’t have said, I’m sure of that. Heaven knows what secrets she’s keeping"
"Now look what you’ve done. You’ve heard something you shouldn’t have."