They that touch pitch will be defiled.
Scratching could not make it worse, an't were such a face as yours were.
A glooming peace this morning with it brings; The sun, for sorrow, will not show his head: Go hence, to have more talk of these sad things; Some shall be pardon'd, and some punished: For never was a story of more woe Than this of Juliet and her Romeo.
The prince of darkness is a gentleman!
Nothing is so common as the wish to be remarkable.(attributed to)
He is deformed, crooked, old and sere, Ill-faced, worse bodied, shapeless everywhere; Vicious, ungentle, foolish, blunt, unkind; Stigmatical in making, worse in mind.