I think Macbeth should of stayed away from the witches, or at least ignored what they had said to him from the beginning. Yes, he already had a little idea in his head of what he wanted to do, but the witches definitley got to him. He took what they said to him about becoming King to heart. As soon as he heard this, he knew there was no turning back. They influenced him and pushed him in the wrong direction. Of course, Macbeth made his decision on his own, I'm not blaming the witches, but they certainly played a role in his decision. Also, I think we should look closely at how Shakespeare was tyring to portray these witches anyway. Was he trying to be humorous, serious, or set a scary mood? If he was playing them as humorous, then Macbeth looks like a fool. He took seriously what witches were saying to him, and in return lost his wife, a friend, and his own life. I believe if the witches were out of the picture things would have ended alot differently.

What has happened was inevitable. Because of what the witches predicted, I knew something like this was bound to happen. Its amazing to see the drastic measures people will take to gain power. If only Macbeth could have known ahead of time that the killing was not worth his short reign as king. I do feel awful for Lady Macbeth. I know what it's like to love someone so much that you will do whatever needs to be done for them. I left my father for my love, and Lady Macbeth murdered for hers. It's too bad things had to end the way they did.

Macbeth's mind is "full of scorpions...."

Macbeth's desire for power is quickly growing. For this I fear for him and his country of Scotland. There are now two innocent souls that have died under the influence of Macbeth as well as the murder of Macduff's son. It is an absolute tragedy in reguards to the brutal murder of Banquo. Hopeful with the escape of his son Fleance, the prophesy of the witches can be fulfilled and Macbeth will fall as king. I hope Macbeth's conscious eats away at him like worms in the grounds especially after seeing Banquo's ghost. I also feel that it is now to late to sympathizes with Macbeth because his desires for power and control have taken over his true character. As for Lady Macbeth, she is a biased and foolish woman who has instigated the fate of her own husband and it is now to late to help him. Of course, her feelings change as being an instigator she FINALLY gains a conscience. I feel absolutely NO pity for her! As for the witches, although they are manipulative within the fate of Macbeth, they do try to give warning to to him through apparitions. Although I do not beileve in what the witches have to say, it is in the best interest of Macbeth to listen closely to what they say. However, I fear that Macbeth's pride and ego have taken over him and he will not consider what the witches are truly saying.

Death to the King......Long live Macbeth!

O how I must do everything myself! My darling husband how dare you feel sorry now after killing the king.... and taking the evidence with you!? Then not having the courage to finish the job, but leave me to do it for you! If only I were a man the kingdom would have been mine long ago. No one has any idea about what we have done and soon my husband shall be king and I his queen...*sighs*... life couldn't get any better. My poor sons, foolish boys, must now take the blame for my perfect plan...o well....things must be sacrificed for power and glory. I just hope that my dear Macbeth can keep it together long enough and does not ruin everything I have done for us.

Me, King?.........Possibly...........Yes!

Those three witches are insane! To name me a future king, you have got to be kidding me. Banquo will have children who become kings because he is great but me king? I highly doubt that.......But wait I am now the Thane of Cawdor? and still the Thane of Glamis? Maybe this King thing is not so far fetched. But what now, Malcolm is the Prince of Cumberland? The heir to the throne? Those witches lied to me! They said that I would be king! Maybe i must take fate into mine own hands!

Cressida's cruelty

Madame Cressida sure is a fickle young lady. She doesn't seem to know what she herself would like, and instead strings Troilus and Diomedes along. She gives Diomedes the sleeve that Troilus has given her, then chanegs her mind, then changes her mind again. She doesn't seem to care who she hurts in the process. Diomedes hangs on her every word, as she is a prize that he has won in a sense. Troilus seems to be in love with her-- at the very least, he is intensely in 'lust' with her.
Cressida is a cruel woman. She toys with the emotions of Troilus and Diomedes without a second thought. Although it is not entirely her fault that she has become Diomedes' woman, she has promised to remain true to Troilus and convenently forgets about that promise.
At first, Cressida pretends that she doesn't want to go with Diomedes, but her eventual acceptance of the situation causes me to believe that it was all an act.
Cressida should take a page out of lady Katherine's book and be a real woman. A real woman can be fiesty and play hard to get but can still be a lady when the day is done.

The Madness of Hamlet

Poor Hamlet.

While he only meant to "act" mad ... he is slowly sinking into the twisted land traveled only by those who have nothing left to lose. It is only after the meeting with his mother, seeing the ghost of his father, and slaying Polonius that Hamlet looses what little grasp he has on his sanity. I fear that this is only the beginning and that the worse is yet to come.

Pay particular attention to how Hamlet switches between speaking in poetry and prose; the farther Hamlet sinkes in madness, the less he speakes in poetry, even when he is alone. This is an obvious indication that he is no longer "acting" - but that the need for revenge and madness has taken over his life.

Aaron - The Man Without Conscience

Oh Aaron - I do not know if I should respect or fear thee. You act hand in hand with hatred and anger, lacking conscience in every foul deed.

Most certainly in comparison I feel no need to defend mine own actions compared to thee. My intentions are kind even if delivered with questionable cruelty. My dear Kate has now a chance to be loved by the best, whom is me, and those in her society. Now that my dear lady hath been tamed.

You Aaron hurt, maim, and kill. What do you hope to gain as you and yours will never be accepted to any high place. You kill only to witness bloodshed; thought to be your reward as the Devil's minion.

Fear not Aaron, through your hatred the Devil has accepted thee. For no God or Diety could ever accept your bloody birth as their responsibility.

From Petruccio to Jessica- The Ungracious Woman

Dearest Jessica-
Oh lovely Jessica with a woman's cold heart, how you defy your own father. You shun his love and steal away with his wealth. You leave him crying with a broken heart in the streets; lost without the love of his daughter, his one companion, who broke his heart with harsh dishonesty.

Albeit you are a woman and a Jew; what more could one expect of you? Two strikes against thee, what will be three?

Pray you feel blessed that Lorenzo has taken interest and pulled you to his side. Only his Christianity will save thee. Soon you will learn, through what I fear may be strict instruction, what loyalty truly be. Loyalty to your husband and all that encompasses he, dear Jessica, are what certainly will be, what keeps you from Hell and all its cruel eternity.

Poor Ophelia!

Hamlet is so consumed by revenge that the enamored Ophelia has become a victim of his rage. He has chosen to undermine all his past efforts at wooing her to further his plot, though his plan is clever. I cannot help but appreciate the way he subtly turns the arts to further his own purposes, in a rapid and reasoned manner. But his lack of regard for Ophelia is, I think, a large clue to what can only be acknowledged as Hamlet's deepening madness. What sane man would totally disregard love in favor of hate? His thoughts of the world and his self-worth seem to be declining as rapidly as his mental stability. He chased off Ophelia by declaring, "What should such fellows as I do crawling between heaven and earth? We are arrant knaves all. Believe none of us." Hamlet can't stop at insulting his own sudden and drastic change of mind, but has to take all his fellow man down a peg at the same time! I, for one, wouldn't chose the increasingly insane Hamlet as the spokesman for my gender. If Hamlet's suggestion that Ophelia "marry a fool; for wise men know well enough what monsters you make of them" is accurate, then I'd rather be a foolish monster with an adoring wife than a man blinded to love by his desire for revenge.

You failed Brutus!

Brutus, Brutus, Brutus. What is the matter with you? You killed Caesar and I commend you for that. You came to terms with Cassius and that was smart for the time being but he was a power struggle if you looked at it the right way. He was in your way and should have been killed! The throne was yours for the taking yet again you allowed someone in your way when Antony came about. You choose to be civil and have a war of words with him? Pish posh good Brutus, everyone knew that Antony had a way with words. You should have just invited to your home and killed him. Sometimes you need to be uncivilized to get what you want. Yes now you will be known as a noble man but what is that worth when you had no power.