**MACBETH**
“I have no spur to prick the sides of my intent, but only, vaulting ambition which o’erlaps it’s self. “
“Stars hide your fires! Let not light see my black and deep desires”
“I am in blood step’d in so far, that returning were as tedious as to go’er”
“Will all great neptune’s ocean wash this blood clean from my hand”
“A dagger of the mind, a false creation, proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain?”
“Tomorrow, tomorrow and tomorrow”
“Out out brief candle, I am but a walking shadow”