More quotes by William Shakespeare, Macbeth

"By the pricking of my thumbs, Something wicked this way comes."
"Methought I heard a voice cry, Sleep no more!Macbeth does murder sleep, - the innocent sleep;Sleep that knits up the ravell'd sleave of care, The death of each day's life, sore labour's bath,Balm of hurt minds, great nature's second course, Chief nourisher in life's feast."
"Out, out brief candle, life is but a walking shadow...a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing."
"Life ... is a taleTold by an idiot, full of sound and fury,Signifying nothing."
"What's done cannot be undone."