Dwindle, peak, and pine.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth
-- Act i, Sc. 3
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth
-- Act i, Sc. 3
Related:
- Nothing is But what is not. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth -- Act i, Sc. 3
- Stands not within the prospect of belief.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth
-- Act i, Sc.
3... - The earth hath bubbles as the water has,
And these are of them.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth -- Act i, Sc. 3... - Two truths are told,
As happy prologues to the swelling act
Of the imperial theme.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth -- Act i, Sc. 3... - Come what come may,
Time and the hour runs through the roughest day.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth -- Act i, Sc. 3... - I cannot but remember such things were,
That were most precious to me.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth -- Act iv, Sc. 3... - If chance will have me king, why, chance may crown me.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth -- Act i, Sc. 3... - If you can look into the seeds of time,
And say which grain will grow and which will not.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth -- Act i, Sc. 3... - I would applaud thee to the very echo,
That should applaud again.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth -- Act v, Sc. 3...
