● “What he hath lost, noble Macbeth hath won” Duncan, 1.3.67
● “Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair and make my seated heart knock at my
ribs” Macbeth 1.3.133
● “He was a gentleman on whom I built an absolute trust” Duncan, 1.4.13
● “True, worthy Banquo, he is full so valiant” Duncan, 1.5.54
● “He’s here in double trust” Macbeth, 1.7.12
● “Tears shall drown the wind” Macbeth, 1.7.25
● “Should against his murder shut the door, not bear the knife myself” Macbeth,
1.7.15
● “Shut up in measureless content” Banquo about Duncan, 2.1.16
● “There’s daggers in men’s smiles” Donaldbain, 2.3.136
● “Those he commands, move only in command, nothing in love” Angus, 5.2.19
MORALITY AND GUILT
● “Here I have a pilot’s thumb, wreck’d as homeward he did come” First Witch, 1.3.26
● “This supernatural soliciting cannot be ill, cannot be good” Macbeth, 1.3.130
● “Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair and make my seated heart knock at my
ribs” Macbeth, 1.3.134
● “Stars, hide your fires, let not light see my black and deep desires” Macbeth, 1.5.50
● “I fear thy nature, it is too full o’th’milk of human kindness” Lady Macbeth, 1.5.15
● “If th’ assassination could trammel up the consequence” Macbeth, 1.7.2
● “Should against his murderer shut the door, not bear the knife myself” Macbeth,
1.7.15
● “Duncan hath borne his faculties so meek, hath been so clear in his great office”
Macbeth, 1.7.16
● “What cannot you and I perform upon th’ unguarded Duncan?” Lady M, 1.7.69
● “Duncan, for it is a knell that summons thee to heaven or to hell” Macbeth, 2.1.62
○ “Banquo, thy soul’s flight, if it find it heaven, must find it out tonight”
Macbeth, 3.1.144
● “I have drugg’d their possets” Lady Macbeth, 2.2.6
● “I had most need of blessing and “Amen” stuck in my throat” Macbeth, 2.2.35
● “The innocent sleep…Macbeth shall sleep no more” Macbeth, 2.2.39
● “My hand will rather the multitudinous seas incarnadine, making the green one red”
Macbeth, 2.2.64
● “My hands are of your colour, but I shame to wear a heart so white” Lady M, 2.2.67
, ● “A little water clears us of this deed” Lady Macbeth, 2.2.70
● “The gracious Duncan have I murder’d” Macbeth, 3.1.67
● “Whom we, to gain our peace, have sent to peace” Lady Macbeth, 3.2.20
● “Fly, good Fleance, fly, fly, fly!” Banquo, 3.3.20
● “Things bad begun, make strong themselves by ill” Macbeth, 3.3.55
● “I am cabin’d, cribb’d, confin’d” Macbeth, 3.4.24
● “Take any shape but that, and my firm nerves shall never tremble” Macbeth,
3.4.102
● “By the pricking of my thumbs, something wicked this way comes” Second Witch
about Macbeth, 4.1.44
● “The very firstlings of my heart shall be the firstlings of my hand” Macbeth, 4.2.146
● “What, will these hands ne’er be clean?” Lady Macbeth 5.1.38
● “What’s done cannot be undone” Lady Macbeth, 5.1.59
● “Direness familiar to my slaughterous thoughts cannot once start me” Macbeth,
5.5.14
● “They have tied me to a stake, I cannot fly” Macbeth, 5.7.1
○ Reminder of Banquo “Fly, good Fleance, fly, fly, fly” - only the good can fly
● “My soul is too much charg’d with blood of thine already” Macbeth, 5.8.6
SUPERNATURAL AND FATE
● “Fair is foul and foul is fair, hover through the fog and filthy air” Witches, 1.1.13
● “Speak then to me, who neither beg nor fear your favours nor your hate” Banquo,
1.3.58
● “Have we eaten on the insane root” Banquo, 1.3.82
○ “What, can the devil speak true?” Banquo, 1.3.106
● “The instruments of darkness tell us truths; win us with honest trifles, to betray’s in
deepest consequence” Banquo, 1.3.123
● “This supernatural soliciting cannot be ill, cannot be good” Macbeth, 1.3.129
● “If chance will have me king, why chance may crown me without my stir” Macbeth,
1.3.143
● “Some say, the earth was feverous and did shake” Lennox, 2.3.55
● “A falcon tow’ring in her pride of place was by a mousing owl hawk’d at and killed”
Old Man, 2.4.12
● “Must embrace the fate of that dark hour” Macbeth about Fleance, 3.1.137
● “Blood will have blood” Macbeth, 3.4.122
● “Double, double toil and trouble” Witches, 4.1.20
● “I’ll make assurance double sure and take a bond of fate” Macbeth, 4.1.82
● “To doubt the equivocation of the fiend that lies like truth” Macbeth, 5.5.42