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• That no compunctious visitings of nature Shake my fell purpose.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth -- Act i, Sc. 5...
• I pull in resolution, and begin To doubt the equivocation of the fiend That lies like truth
  Fear not, till Birnam wood Do come to Dunsinane." -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth -- Act v, Sc....
• My fell of hair Would at a dismal treatise rouse and stir As life were in '
  I have supp'd full with horrors. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth -- Act v, Sc. 5...
• Blow, wind! come, wrack! At least we 'll die with harness on our back.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth -- Act v, Sc. 5...
• I bear a charmed life. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth -- Act v, Sc. 8
• Out, damned spot! out, I say! -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth -- Act v, Sc. 1
• Yet do I fear thy nature; It is too full o' the milk of human kindness.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth -- Act i, Sc. 5...
• Nothing is But what is not. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth -- Act i, Sc. 3
• Which shall to all our nights and days to come Give solely sovereign sway and masterdom.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth -- Act i, Sc. 5...