Marry a fool for wise men know what monsters you turn them into.
The very substance of ambition is merely the substance of a dream.
Fair is foul and foul is fair
Hover through the fog and the filthy air
Foul whisperings are abroad
Unnatural deeds do breed unnatural troubles...
When I love thee not, Chaos is come again--Othello
Were I like thee, I'd throw away myself.