"Will all great Neptune's ocean wash this blood clean from my hands? No; this my hand will rather the multitudinous seas incarnadine, making the green one red."
Macbeth 2.2.57
100
The witches first confront Macbeth and Banquo
Act 1 scene 3
100
"Fly, good ______, Fly, fly, fly! Thous mayst revenge. O slave!"
Fleance 3.3.17
100
"Tell thee, _______ was born from his mother's womb untimely ripp'd."
Macduff 5.8.15
100
Gullible, Violent, Tyrant
Macbeth
200
"You shall be king"
Banquo 1.3.87
200
Macbeth kills King Duncan
Act 2 Scene 2
200
DOUBLE JEOPARDY!
"Lesser than Macbeth, and greater."
"Not so happy, yet much happier."
Banquo 1.3.
200
"Their hands and faces were all badg'd with blood; so were their daggers, which unwip'd we found upon their pillows."
The chamberlains 2.3.102
200
Ambitious, Desires Royal Power, Convincing, Remorseful
Lady Macbeth
300
"I am in blood stepp'd in so far that, should I wade no more, returning were as tedious as go o'er."
Macbeth 3.4.136
300
Macbeth is chosen to be king
Act 2 scene 4
300
"That made you break this enterprise to me? When you durst do it, then you were a man; And to be more than what you were, you would be so much more the man."
Macbeth 1.7.49
300
"So wither'd and wild in their attire, that look not like th' inhabitants o' th' earth,[...]"
The Witches 1.3.40
300
Respected, Beloved, Wise, Trusting
King Duncan
400
"O horror, horror, horror! Tongue nor heart cannot conceive nor name thee!"
Macduff 2.3.63
400
Banquo is killed
Act 3 scene 3
400
"Who can be wise, amaz'd, temp'rate, and furious, loyal, and neutral, in a moment? No man. Th' expedition of my violent love outrun the pauser, reason."
Macduff 2.3.108
400
"To Ireland, I; our separated fortune shall keep us both the safer."
Donalbain 2.3.138
400
Noble, Revengeful, Cautious, Wise
Macduff
500
"This tyrant, whose sole name blisters our tongues, was once thought honest; you have lov'd him well; He hath not touch'd you yet."
Malcolm 4.3.12
500
Macduff kills Macbeth
Act 5 scene 8
500
"To-morrow, and to-morrrow, and to-morrow, creeps in this petty pace from day to day, [...] It is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing."
Macbeth or Seyton 5.5.17
500
"Thy bones are marrowless, thy blood is cold. Thou hast no speculation in those eyes which thou dost glare with!"