He hath not eat paper, as it were; he hath not drunk ink; his intellect is not replenished; he is only an animal, only sensible in the duller parts. (Shakespeare, Love's Labor's Lost, IV)
William ShakespeareI can get no remedy against this consumption of the purse: borrowing only lingers and lingers it out, but the disease is incurable.
William ShakespeareO, let him pass. He hates him That would upon the rack of this tough world Stretch him out longer.
William Shakespeare