I always assumed I would leave drama school and do 'Lady Macbeth' and all sorts of serious things. It just didn't happen.
I'd make a wonderful Lady Macbeth. I'll wear a pair of platform shoes or something.
To mankind in general Macbeth and Lady Macbeth stand out as the supreme type of all that a host and hostess should not be.
I sometimes have these spells of compulsive truth. But as Lady Macbeth would say, "The fit is momentary."
If chance will have me king, why, chance may crown me.
Yet do I fear thy nature; It is too full o' the milk of human kindness.
The very firstlings of my heart shall be The firstlings of my hand.
But wherefore could not I pronounce 'Amen'? I had most need of blessing, and 'Amen' Stuck in my throat.
All the perfumes of Arabia will not sweeten this little hand! Oh, oh, oh!
That which hath made them drunk hath made me bold; What hath quenched them hath given me fire.
Present fears are less than horrible imaginings.
And nothing is, but what is not.
To beguile the time, look like the time. Bear welcome in your eye, your hand, your tongue.
To beguile the time, look like the time.
A little water clears us of this deed.
Look like the innocent flower, But be the serpent under it.
Tis safter to be that which we destroy Than by destruction dwell in doubtful joy.
Who can be wise, amazed, temperate and furious, Loyal and neutral, in a moment? No man.
I have bought golden opinions from all sorts of people.
Vaulting ambition, which o'erleaps itself And falls on the other side
Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow,Creeps in this petty pace from day to day
My thought, whose murder yet is but fantastical, Shakes so my single state of man That function is smothered in surmise, And nothing is but what is not.
I am in blood Stepp'd in so far, that, should I wade no more, Returning were as tedious as go o'er.
I'm either the witch or Lady Macbeth of English politics, but someone gotta wear the pants in England when others wearing kilts