Sweet are the uses of adversity
Use almost can change the stamp of nature.
I am indeed not her fool, but her corrupter of words. (Act III, sc. I, 37-38)
The violence of either grief or joy, their own enactures with themselves destroy.
... by indirections find directions out.
In nature there's no blemish but the mind. None can be called deformed but the unkind.