Macbeth Guilt Quotes

Out, damned spot! Out, I say! – Lady Macbeth

Will all great Neptune’s ocean wash this blood clean from my hand? – Macbeth

A little water clears us of this deed. – Lady Macbeth

But wherefore could not I pronounce ‘Amen’? I had most need of blessing, and ‘Amen’ stuck in my throat. – Macbeth

Tis safer to be that which we destroy than by destruction dwell in doubtful joy. – Lady Macbeth

My hands are of your color, but I shame to wear a heart so white. – Macbeth

To bed, to bed! There’s knocking at the gate. Come, come, come, come, give me your hand. What’s done cannot be undone. – Lady Macbeth

I am afraid to think what I have done; Look on’t again I dare not. – Macbeth

Out, out, brief candle! Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage and then is heard no more. – Macbeth

Methought I heard a voice cry, ‘Sleep no more! Macbeth does murder sleep’. – Macbeth

It will have blood, they say: blood will have blood. – Macbeth

I have no spur to prick the sides of my intent, but only vaulting ambition, which o’erleaps itself and falls on the other. – Macbeth

Things without all remedy should be without regard: what’s done is done. – Lady Macbeth

I am in blood stepped in so far that should I wade no more, returning were as tedious as go o’er. – Macbeth

Macbeth Guilt Quotes part 2

Double, double toil and trouble; fire burn and cauldron bubble. – Witches

Look like the innocent flower, but be the serpent under it. – Lady Macbeth

By the pricking of my thumbs, something wicked this way comes. – Witch

Fair is foul, and foul is fair. – Witches

Is this a dagger which I see before me, the handle toward my hand? – Macbeth

I am in this earthly world where to do harm is often laudable, to do good sometime accounted dangerous folly. – Lady Macbeth

There’s daggers in men’s smiles. – Donalbain

What’s done is done. – Lady Macbeth

To know my deed, ’twere best not know myself. – Macbeth

Bloody instructions, which, being taught, return to plague the inventor. – Macbeth

O, full of scorpions is my mind! – Macbeth

Be innocent of the knowledge, dearest chuck, till thou applaud the deed. – Macbeth

Confusion now hath made his masterpiece. – Macduff

It will have blood; they say, blood will have blood. – Macbeth

Thou hast it now, King, Cawdor, Glamis, all. As the weird women promised, and I fear thou played’st most foully for it. – Banquo

This tyrant, whose sole name blisters our tongues, was once thought honest. – Macduff

Angels are bright still, though the brightest fell. – Malcolm

Out, out, brief candle! – Macbeth

With his former title greet Macbeth. – Ross

He hath honored me of late, and I have bought golden opinions from all sorts of people. – Macbeth

Here’s the smell of the blood still. All the perfumes of Arabia will not sweeten this little hand. – Lady Macbeth

Macbeth shall sleep no more. – Macbeth

Macbeth! Macbeth! Macbeth! beware Macduff! – First apparition

None of woman born shall harm Macbeth. – Second apparition

Macbeth shall never vanquished be until Great Birnam Wood to high Dunsinane Hill shall come against him. – Third apparition

What, all my pretty chickens and their dam at one fell swoop? – Macduff

The night has been unruly: where we lay, our chimneys were blown down; and, as they say, lamentings heard i’ the air; strange screams of death. – Lennox

O, treachery! Fly, good Fleance, fly, fly, fly! Thou mayst revenge – O slave! – Banquo

O nation miserable! With an untitled tyrant bloody-sceptered, when shalt thou see thy wholesome days again? – Macduff

I bear a charmed life. – Macbeth

There’s no art to find the mind’s construction in the face. – Duncan

It will have blood, they say; blood will have blood. – Macbeth

Hear it not Duncan, for it is a knell that summons thee to heaven or to hell. – Macbeth

Out, out, brief candle! Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage and then is heard no more: it is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing. – Macbeth

Double, double toil and trouble; Fire burn, and cauldron bubble. – Witches

By the pricking of my thumbs, something wicked this way comes. – Witch