“Come, you spirits / That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here, / And fill me, from the crown to the toe, top-full / Of direst cruelty!Scene 5 · Lady Macbeth · ★★★★★→
“Come, thick night, / And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell / That my keen knife see not the wound it makes, / Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark / To cry, “Hold, hold!”Scene 5 · Lady Macbeth · ★★★★★→
“Yet do I fear thy nature; / It is too full o’ th’ milk of human kindness / To catch the nearest way.Scene 5 · Lady Macbeth · ★★★★★→
“Thou wouldst be great; / Art not without ambition, but without / The illness should attend it.Scene 5 · Lady Macbeth · ★★★★☆→
“Your face, my thane, is as a book where men / May read strange matters.Scene 5 · Lady Macbeth · ★★★★☆→
