Quotes About Treachery

thou art the best o' the cut-throats

First of all, he said, with a sly smile, we have to kill you!

As Kurda stepped up beside Gavner, he raised his knife high and swung it down in a vicious arc. It cut deep into the belly of its intended target, slicing open the flesh, ensuring death. It would have been a lovely stroke to behold if it had been directed at one of the vampaneze. But Kurda hadn't stuck the blade into any of the purple-skinned invaders — he'd stuck it into Gavner Purl!

Let's kill the big one with the red whiskers then, another suggested. He looks like he might be troublesome, and he's probably too stupid to know anything useful. I want that one, Barak whispered.

Salmissra was alone and unguarded. The palace eunuchs were sworn to protect her, but evidently a eunuch's oath doesn't mean all that much to him if it's going to involve bleeding.

For I have sworn thee fair, and thought thee bright, Who art as black as hell, as dark as night.

As he was valiant, I honor him. But as he was ambitious, I slew him.

There's daggers in men's smiles. The near in blood, The nearer bloody.

thou art the best o' the cut-throats

You are a villain! Iago: You are a senator!

Smooth runs the water where the brook is deep; And in his simple show he harbours treason.

machinations, hollowness, treachery, and all ruinous disorders, follow us disquietly to our graves

Northumberland, thou ladder wherewithal the mounting Bolingbroke ascends my throne.

What, you egg? Young fry of treachery!

Disguise, I see thou art a wickedness,/ Wherein the...enemy does much.

And with a little pin bores through his castle wall and farewell king.

Tis given out that, sleeping in my orchard, A serpent stung me; so the whole ear of Denmark Is by a forged process of my death Rankly abused: but know, thou noble youth, The serpent that did sting thy father's life Now wears his crown.

Where we are, There's daggers in men's smiles: the near in blood, The nearer bloody.

Sawcy, and ouer-bold, how did you dare To Trade, and Trafficke with Macbeth, In Riddles, and Affaires of death; And I the Mistris of your Charmes, The close contriuer of all harmes, Was neuer call'd to beare my part, Or shew the glory of our Art?

If I turn mine eyes upon myself, I find myself a traitor with the rest;

Look behind you, my lord. FIRST MURDERER   Take that, and that. (Stabs him.)

treachery! Fly, good Fleance, fly, fly, fly!

Out! A mankind witch! Hence with her, out o' door: A most intelligencing bawd!

There is different sorts of treachery, but betrayal is betrayal wherever you find it.