What A Piece Of Work

I See A Woman May Be Made A Fool, If She Had Not A Spirit To Resist.

Madam, You Have Bereft Me Of All Words, Only My Blood Speaks To You In My Veins.

It Is A Sin To Be A Mocker.

So, You Are Very Welcome To Our House. It Must Appear In Other Ways Than Words, Therefore, I Scant This Breathing Courtesy.

Still It Cried ‘sleep No More!’ To All The House: ‘glamis Hath Murder’d Sleep, And Therefore Cawdor Shall Sleep No More,—macbeth Shall Sleep No More!