Macbeth Quotation

The raven himself is hoarse
That croaks the fatal entrance of Duncan
Under my battlements. Come, you spirits
That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here,
And fill me from the crown to the toe top-full
Of direst cruelty. Make thick my blood,
Stop up th’access and passage to remorse,
That no compunctious visitings of nature
Shake my fell purpose, nor keep peace between
Th’ effect and it. Come to my woman’s breasts,
And take my milk for gall, you murd’ring ministers,
Wherever in your sightless substances
You wait on nature’s mischief. 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!’

In this stanza we see the position of Lady Macbeth who plays a key role in turning Macbeth into a killer. Her transformation is also and interesting one in the book as she abandons her women like role and takes on that of a blood thirsty man. She is merciless and wants nothing but to succeed no matter what the costs. She says "come to my women's breasts, and take my milk for gall" this quote shows her transforming herself into something terrible as women are portrayed as nurturing through the symbol of breasts she changes that to gall, something far from nurturing and harsh.