They that touch pitch will be defiled.
Men have marble, women waxen, minds.
Experience is by industry achieved, And perfected by the swift course of time.
O God, that men should put an enemy in their mouths to steal away their brains!" - Cassio (Act II, Scene iii)
Methinks sometimes I have no more wit than a Christian.
Free from gross passion or of mirth of anger constant spirit, not swerving with the blood, garnish'd and deck'd in modest compliment, not working with the eye without the ear, and but in purged judgement trusting neither? Such and so finely bolted didst thou seem.