My love admits no qualifying dross

Time travels in divers paces with divers persons.

Yet who would have thought the old man to have had so much blood in him? - Lady Macbeth

The venom clamours of a jealous woman poison more deadly than a mad dog's tooth.

One pain is lessened by another's anguish.

Who knows himself a braggart, Let him fear this; for it will come to pass That every braggart will be found an ass.

She speaks poniards, and every word stabs.