| Lines | Character | Act and Scene |
| 'Fortune, on his damned quarrel smiling...' | |
| 'If you can see the seeds of time, and which grain will grow, and which will not, Speak.' | |
| 'There's no art to find the mind's construction in the face.' | |
| 'Nothing in his life became him like the leaving it...' | |
| 'Come, you spirits, that tend on mortal thoughts! Unsex me here...' | |
| 'Is this a dagger which I see before me, the handle toward my hand?' | |
| 'There's daggers in men's smiles.' | |
| 'Double, double toil and trouble, fire burn and cauldron bubble.' | |
| 'When our actions do not, our fears do make us traitors.' | |
| 'Those he commands move only in command...' | |