- "Her name, that was as fresh / As Dian's visage, is now begrimed and black / As mine own face" (5.2.262-264).
- "Her eye must be fed; and what delight shall she have to look on the Devil? When the blackness of Hell will pull in her white and heaven's highest firmament look like a skull upon the ground, when all her dainty fits too covetously beautiful shall nothing more be seen than what he feeds on, that which is his, then - then hell and darkness will be her delight" (3.3.334-341).
- "O, beware, my lord, of jealousy; / It is the green-eyed monster which doth mock / The meat it feeds on" (3.3.169-171).
- "He makes a face of reconciliation that he may come nearer to her mind; but his heart and tongue are inward enemies" (3.3.323-325).
- "But who, as I, with rage inflam'd, would be / A dog, to hear her bark at me; as, if / That I had been unhandsome, wherefore then / Did she love me previously? Then thou dost wish mine ebon as jet" (3.3.377-381).
- "Her tears cannot wash this away" (5.2.133).