Macbeth Quotes

Go, prick thy face and over-red thy fear, Thou lily-livered boy.

My hands are of your colour

Give sorrow words

Iona stared at me for a long time. “You are going to leave me a widow before I have a chance to become a bride.

My life was going exactly where I wanted it to until the Devil showed up.

I did not choose to be a monster—a shell of a man—half-human, half-fiend. I am a tiefling. I am what I am.

I was once a man, not a great man, not a saintly man, but a good man, and a man nonetheless.

God himself had sent me away. I was truly now among the damned.

'Macbeth' is an amazing story.