More quotes by William Shakespeare, Macbeth

"Out, out brief candle, life is but a walking shadow...a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing."
"By the pricking of my thumbs, Something wicked this way comes."
"...Who could refrain, That had a heart to love, and in that heart Courage to make love known?"
"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."
"Life ... is a taleTold by an idiot, full of sound and fury,Signifying nothing."