“But he, as loving his own pride and purposes,
Evades them with a bombast circumstance
Horribly stuffed with epithets of war,”
(Iago, 1.1, 12-14)
“I follow him to serve my turn upon him.
We cannot all be masters, nor all masters
Cannot be truly followed.”
(Iago, 1.1, 42-44)
“Your heart is burst, you have lost half your soul.
Even now, now, very now, an old black ram
Is tupping your white ewe.”
(Iago, 1.1, 87-89)
“My spirits and my place have in their power
To make this bitter to thee.”
(Brabanzio, 1.1, 105-106)
“Though I do hate him as I do hell pains -
Yet for necessity of present life
I must show out a flag and sign of love.”
(Iago, 1.1, 155-157)
“Is there not charms
By which the property of youth and maid hood
May be abused?”
(Brabanzio, 1.1, 172-174)
“For know, Iago,
But that I love the gentle Desdemona
I would not my unhoused free condition
Put into circumscription and confine
For the seas’ worth.”
(Othello, 1.2, 24-28)
“My parts, my title, and my perfect soul
Shall manifest me rightly.”
(Othello, 1.2, 31-32)
“If she in chains of magic were not bound,
Whether a maid so tender, fair and happy,
So opposite to marriage that she shunned
The wealthy curled darlings of our nation,
Would ever have, t’incur a general mock,
Run from her guardages to the sooty bosom
Of such a thing as thou - to fear, not to delight.”
(Brabanzio, 1.2, 66-72)
“For if such action may have passage free,
Bondslaves and pagans shall our statesmen be.”
(Brabanzio, 1.2, 99-100)
“for my particular grief
Is of so floodgate and o’erbearing nature
That it engluts and swallows other sorrows,
And it is still itself.”
(Brabanzio, 1.3, 55-58)
“And little of this great world can I speak
More than pertains to feats of broils and battle.
And therefore little shall I grace my cause
In speaking for myself.”
(Othello, 1.3, 86-89)
“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.”
(Othello, 1.3, 166-168)
“I am glad at soul I have no other child,
For thy escape would teach me tyranny.”
(Brabanzio, 1.3, 195-196)
“When remedies are past, the griefs are ended
By seeing the worst which late on hopes
depended.
To mourn a mischief that is past and gone
Is the next way to draw new mischief on.
What cannot be preserved when fortune takes,
Patience her injury a mockery makes.
The robbed that smiles steals something from the
thief;
He robs himself that spends a bootless grief.”
(Duke, 1.3, 201-208)
“These sentences, to sugar or to gall,
Being strong on both sides, are equivocal.
But words are words. I never yet did hear
That the bruised heart was pierced through the
ear.”
(Brabanzio, 1.3, 215-218)
“The tyrant custom, most grave senators,
Hath made the flinty and steel couch of war
My thrice-driven bed of down.”
(Othello, 1.3, 227-229)
“That I did love the Moor to live with him,
My downright violence and storms of fortunes
May trumpet to the world.”
(Desdemona, 1.3, 247-249)
“If virtue no delighted beauty lack,
Your son-in-law is far more fair than black.”
(Duke, 1.3, 288-289)
“It is silliness to live when to live is torment; and
then have we a prescription to die when death is
our physician.”
(Roderigo, 1.3, 307-308)
“Our bodies are our gardens, to the which our
wills are garden- ers;”
(Iago, 1.3, 317-318)
“But we have reason to cool our raging
motions, our car-nal stings, our unbitted lusts;
whereof I take this that you call love to be a sect
or scion.”
(Iago, 1.3, 325-327)
“If sanctimony and a frail vow betwixt an
erring barbar-ian and a super-subtle Venetian be
not to hard for my wits and all the tribe of hell,
thou shalt enjoy her;”
(Iago, 1.3, 346-348)
“There are many events
in the womb of time, which will be delivered.”
(Iago, 1.3, 358-359)
“He hath a person and a smooth dispose
To be suspected, framed to make women false.”
(Iago, 1.3, 379-380)
“I ha’t. It is engendered. Hell and night
Must bring this monstrous birth to the world’s
light.”
(Iago, 1.3, 385-386)
“If she be fair and wise, fairness and wit,
The one’s for use, the other useth it.”
(Iago, 2.1, 132-133)
“Tis here, but yet confused.
Knavery’s plain face is never seen till used.”
(Iago, 2.1, 298-299)
“I learned it in England, where indeed they are
most potent in potting. Your Dane, your German,
and your swag-bellied Hollander - drink, ho! - are
nothing to your English.”
(Iago, 2.3, 67-69)
“He that stirs next to carve for his own rage
Holds his soul light. He dies upon the motion.”
(Othello, 2.3, 156-157)
“The gravity and stillness of your youth
The world hath noted, and your name is great
In mouths of wisest censure.”
(Othello, 2.3, 174-176)
“Now, by heaven,
My blood begins my safer guides to rule,
And passion, have my best judgement collied,
Essays to lead the way.”
(Othello, 2.3, 187-190)
“O, I ha’
lost my rep-utation, I ha’ lost the immortal part of
myself, and what remains is bestial!”
(Cassio, 2.3, 246-248)
“Reputation is an idle and most false imposition,
oft got without merit and lost without deserving.”
(Iago, 2.3, 251-252)
“O
thou invisible spirit of wine, if thou hast no name
to be known by, let us call thee devil.”
(Cassio, 2.3, 261-263)
“O God, that men
should put an enemy in their mouths to steal
away their brains! That we should with joy,
pleasure, revel, and applause transform our-selves
into beasts!”
(Cassio, 2.3, 269-272)
“His soul is so enfettered to her love
That she may make, unmake, do what she list,
Even as her appetite shall play the god
With his weak function.”
(Iago, 2.3, 319-322)
“Divinity of hell:
When devils will the blackest sins put on,
They do suggest a first with heavenly shows,”
(Iago, 2.3, 324-326)
“So I will turn her virtue into pitch,
And out of her own goodness make the net
That shall enmesh them all.”
(Iago, 2.3, 334-336)
“Though other things grow fair against the sun
Yet fruits that blossom first will first be ripe.”
(Iago, 2.3, 349-350)
“Dull not device by coldness and delay.”
(Iago, 2.3, 361)
“Perdition catch my soul
But I do love thee, and when I love thee not,
Chaos is come again.”
(Othello, 3.3, 91-93)
“By heaven, thou echo’s me
As if there were some monster in thy thought
Too hideous to be shown.”
(Othello, 3.3, 110-112)
“For such things in a false disloyal knave
Are tricks of custom, but in a man that’s just,
They’re close dilations, working from the heart
That passion cannot rule.”
(Othello, 3.3, 126-129)
“But he that filches from me my good name
Robs me of that which not enriches him
And makes me poor indeed.”
(Iago, 3.3, 164-166)
“O, beware, my lord, of jealousy.
It is the green-eyed monster which doth mock
The meat it feeds on.”
(Iago, 3.3, 169-171)
“Trifles light as air
Are to the jealous confirmations strong
As proofs of holy writ.”
(Iago, 3.3, 326-328)
“Dangerous conceits are in their natures poisons,
Which at the first are scarce found to distaste,
But, with a little act upon the blood,
Burn like the mines of sulphur.”
(Iago, 3.3, 330-333)
“He that is robbed, not wanting what is stol’n,
Let him know’t and he’s not robbed at all.”
(Othello, 3.3, 347-348)
“And O, you mortal engines whose rude throats
Th’immortal Jove’s dread clamours counterfeit,
Farewell!”
(Othello, 3.3, 360-362)
“If thou dost slander her and torture me,
Never pray more; abandon all remorse,
On horror’s head horrors accumulate,
Do deeds to make heaven weep, all earth amazed,
For nothing canst thou do damnation add
Greater than that.!
(Othello, 3.3, 373-378)
“My name, that was as fresh
As Dian’s visage, is now begrimed and black
As mine own face.”
(Othello, 3.3, 391-393)
“O that the slave had forty thousand lives!
One is too poor, too weak for my revenge.”
(Othello, 3.3, 447-448)
“All my fond love thus do I blow to heaven - ‘tis
gone.
Arise, black vengeance, from the hollow hell.
Yield up, O love, thy crown and hearted throne
To tyrannous hate!”
(Othello, 3.3, 450-453)
“But jealous souls will not be answered so.
They are not ever jealous for the cause,
But jealous for they’re jealous. It is a monster
Begot upon itself, born on itself.”
(Emilia, 3.4, 154-157)
“Go to, woman.
Throw your vile guesses in the devil’s teeth,
From whence you have them.”
(Cassio, 3.4, 178-180)
“Naked in bed, Iago, and not mean harm?
It is hypocrisy against the devil
They that mean virtuously and yet do so,
The devil their virtue tempts, and they tempt
heaven.”
(Othello, 4.1, 5-8)
“If any wretch ha’ put this in your head,
Let heaven requite it with the serpent’s curse,”
(Emilia, 4.2, 16-17)
“This is a subtle whore,
A closet lock and key of villainous secrets,”
(Othello, 4.2, 22-23)
“Heaven truly knows that thou art false as hell.”
(Othello, 4.2, 41)
“O thou weed,
Who art so lovely fair, and smell’st so sweet,
That the sense aches at thee - would thou hadst
ne’er been born!”
(Othello, 4.2, 69-71)
“I should make very forges of my cheeks,
That would to cinders burn up modesty,
Did I but speak thy deeds.”
(Othello, 4.2, 76-78)
“Why, have we galls, and though we have some
grace,
Yet have we some revenge. Let husbands know
Their wives have sense like them.”
(Emilia, 4.3, 90-92)
“Minion, your dear lies dead,
And your unblessed fate hies. Strumpet, I come.
Forth of my heart those charms, thine eyes, are
blotted.
Thy bed, lust-stained, shall with lust’s blood be
spotted.”
(Othello, 5.1, 34-37)
“Nay, guiltiness
Will speak, though tongues were out of use.”
(Iago, 5.1, 111-112)
“Yet she must die, else she’ll betray more men.
Put out the light, and then put out the light.
If I quench thee, thou flaming minister,
I can again thy former light restore
Should I repent me; but once put out the light,
Thou cunning’st pattern of excelling nature,
I know not where is that Promethean heat
That can thy light relume. When I have plucked
thy rose
I cannot give it vital growth again.
It needs must wither.”
(Othello, 5.2, 6-15)
“I would not kill thy unprepared spirit.
No, heavens forfend! I would not kill thy soul.”
(Othello, 5.2, 33-34)
“O perjured woman! Thou dost stone my heart,
And makes me call what I intend to do
A murder, which I though a sacrifice.”
(Othello, 5.2, 68-70)
“O heavy hour!
Methinks it should be now a huge eclipse
Of sun and moon, and that th’affrighted globe
Should yawn at alteration.”
(Othello, 5.2, 107-110)
“It is the very error of the moon,
She comes more nearer the earth than she was
wont,
And makes men mad.”
(Othello, 5.2, 118-120)
“A guiltless death I die.”
(Desdemona, 5.2, 132)
“Had she been true,
If heaven would make me such another world
Of one entire and perfect chrysolite
I’d not have sold her for it.”
(Othello, 5.2, 150-153)
“Are there no stones in heaven
But what serves for thunder?”
(Othello. 5.2, 241-242)
“When wee shall meet at count
This look of think will hurl my soul from heaven,
And fiends will snatch at it.”
(Othello, 5.2, 280-282)
“When you shall these unlucky deeds relate,
Speak of me as I am. Nothing extenuate,
Nor set down aught in malice. Then must you
speak
Of one that loved not wisely but too well,
Of one not easily jealous but, being wrought,
Perplexed in the extreme.”
(Othello, 5.2, 350-355)
“I kissed thee ere I killed thee. No way but this:
Killing myself, to die upon a kiss.”
(Othello, 5.2, 368-369)
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