“Look like th’innocent flower, But be the serpent under’t” ---Act I, Scene VI

Come you spirits, That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here. ---Act I, Scene V

“Tis the eye of childhood, That fears a painted devil.” ---Act II, Scene II

‘The raven himself is hoarse,That croaks the fatal entrance of Duncan,Under my battlements” --- Act I, Scene V

“Yet do I fear thy natureIt is too full o’ the milk of human kindness.” --- Act I, Scene V

Hell is murky. Fie, my lord, fie, a soldier and afeard? What need we fear who knows it, when none can call our power to account? – Yet who would have thought the old man to have had so much blood in him.” --- Act V, Scene

“All the perfumes of Arabia will not sweeten this little hand.” --- Act V, Scene I

“Come, thick night,And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell,That my keen knife see not the wound it makes,Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark,To cry, ‘Hold, hold!’ --- Act I, Scene V

“That which hath made them drunk hath made me bold,What hath quenched them hath given me fire.” --- Act II, Scene II

I have no spur To prick the sides of my intent, but only Vaulting ambition, which o'erleaps itself And falls on th' other.”

A Ghost in Jacobean era was seen as supernatural and wicked