A man may dwell so long upon a thought that it may take him prisoner
The Marquis of Halifax
O, beware, my lord, of jealousy;
It is the green-ey’d monster, which doth mock
The meat it feeds on
Act III, Scene iii
She loved me for the dangers I had passed
And I loved her that she did pity them.
This only is the witchcraft I have used
Act I, Scene iii