Macbeth Quotes

Fair is foul, and foul is fair: / Hover through the fog and filthy air.

What he hath lost, noble Macbeth hath won.

For brave Macbeth (well he deserves that name), / Disdaining Fortune, with his brandish’d steel, / Which smok’d with bloody execution, / Like Valour’s minion, carv’d out his passage, / Till he fac’d the slave; / Which ne’er shook hands, nor bade farewell to him, / Till he unseam’d him from the nave to the chops, / And fix’d his head upon our battlements.

My thought, whose murder yet is but fantastical, / Shakes so my single state of man / That function is smother’d in surmise, / And nothing is but what is not.

And oftentimes to win us to our harm, / The instruments of darkness tell us truths; / Win us with honest trifles, to betray’s / In deepest consequence.—

So foul and fair a day I have not seen.

All hail, Macbeth! hail to thee, Thane of Glamis! SECOND WITCH. All hail, Macbeth! hail to thee, Thane of Cawdor! THIRD WITCH. All hail, Macbeth! that shalt be king hereafter!

Stars, hide your fires! / Let not light see my black and deep desires. / The eye wink at the hand, yet let that be, / Which the eye fears, when it is done, to see.

There’s no art / To find the mind’s construction in the face: / He was a gentleman on whom I built / An absolute trust.

look like the innocent flower, / But be the serpent under’t.