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161 " Lady Macduff: [To her son] Sirrah, your father's dead:And What will you do now? How will you live?Son: As birds do, mother.Lady Macduff: What, with worms and flies?Son: With what I get, I mean. and so do they "
― William Shakespeare , Macbeth
162 " When shalt thou see thy wholesome days again? "
163 " That will be ere the set of sun. "
164 " The sauce to meat is ceremony; Meeting were bare without it. "
165 " The raven himself is hoarse That croaks the fatal entrance of Duncan (40) Under my battlements. Come, you spirits That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here, And fill me from the crown to the toe top-full Of direst cruelty. Make thick my blood. "
166 " If you can look into the seeds of time (60) And say which grain will grow and which will not, Speak, then, to me, who neither beg nor fear Your favors nor your hate. "
167 " Son: What is a traitor?Lady Macduff: Why, one that swears and lies.Son: And be all traitors that do so?Lady Macduff: Everyone that does so is a traitor, and must be hanged.Son: Who must hang them?Lady Macduff Why, the honest men.Son: Then the liars and swearers are fools; for there are liars and swearers enow to beat the honest men, and hang up them. "
168 " 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. "
169 " Look here upon this picture, and on this... "
170 " Out, damned spot "
171 " Whither should I fly? I have done no harm. But I remember now (70) I am in this earthly world, where to do harm Is often laudable, to do good sometime "
172 " What, you egg? Young fry of treachery! "
173 " Thanks for that. "
174 " The near in blood,The nearer bloody. "
175 " Whence is that knocking?How is't with me when every noise appals me?What hands are here! Ha - they pluck out mine eyes!Will all great Neptune's ocean wash this blood Clean from my hand? No, this my hand will ratherThe multitudinous seas incarnadine,Making the green one red. "
176 " The labor we delight in physics pain. "
177 " Yet do I fear thy nature; It is too full o’ th’ milk of human kindness To catch the nearest way: thou wouldst be great, Art not without ambition, but without (15) The illness should attend it. "
178 " Tis safer to be that which we destroy Than by destruction dwell in doubtful joy. "
179 " What bloody man is that? He can report,As seemeth by his plight, of the revoltThe newest state. "
180 " Why should I play the Roman fool and die On mine own sword? Whiles I see lives, the gashes Do better upon them. "