othello quotes

i am not what i am iago to roderigo
father from hence not trust your daughters minds/but what you seem them act barbantio to roderigo
by Janus i think no iago to othello
good signior you shall command more with your years than with your weapons othello to barbantio
i think this tale would win my daugther too good barbantio, take up this mangled matter at its best duke to barbantio
so please your grace,my ancient/ a man he is of honesty and trust/ to his conveyance i assign my wife othello to duke
your son-in-law is far more far than black duke and barbantio
look at her moor, if thoust hast eyes to see/ she has decived her father and may thee barbantio to othello
let us be conjunctive in our revenge against him iago to roderigo
the moor is of a free and open nature/ that thinks men honest that but seem to be so/ and will as tenderly be let by the nose/ as asses are iago to himself
oh, you are well tuned now/ but i will set down the pegs that make this music/ as honest as i am iago to himself
provoke him that he may, for even out of that will i cause the off Cyprus to mutiny/ whose qualifications shall come into no true taste again but by the dis planting of cassio iago to rederigo
yet that i put the moor/at least into jealously so strong/ that judgement cannot cure iago to himself
knavery’s plain face is never seen till used iago to himself
she’s a most exquisite lady cassio to iago
if i can fasten but one cup upon him/ with that which he hath drunk tonight already/ he’ll be as full of quarrel and offense/ as a mistress’ young dog iago to himself
and ’tis great pity tha the noble moor/ should hazard such a place as his own second/ with one of an ingraft infirmity montano to iago
i had rather have this tongue cut from my mouth/ than it should do offense to Micheal cassio/ yet i persuade myself to speak the truth/ shall nothing wrong him iago to othello
i know, iago/ thy honesty and love doth mince this matter/ making it light to cassio othello to iago
reputation, reputation, reputation! oh, i have lost my reputation i have lost the immortal part of myself, and what remains is bestial. my reputation, iago, my reputation cassio to iago
our generals wife is now the genreal iago to cassio
confess yourself freely to her. importune her help to put you in your place again iago to cassio
and whats he that says i play the villian iago to himself
so i will turn her virtue into pitch, and out of her won goodness make the net that shall enmesh them all iago to himself
men should be what they seem or those that be not, would they might seem none iago to himself
utter my thoughts? why, say they are vile and false iago to othello
i do not think but Desdemonas honest othello to iago
why did i marry? this honest creatures doubtless sees and know more, much more, than he unfolds othello to himself
do not you chide i have a thing for you Emilia to iago
oh, now forever farewell the tranquil mind, farewell content othello to iago
farewell othellos occupation gone othello to iago
i think my wife be honest and think she is not. it think that thou art just and think thou are not. ill have some proff othello to iago
i know not madam emilia to desdeomona
there’s magic in the web of it othello to desdemona
they are not ever jealous for the cause, but are jealous for they are jealous. its a monster begot upon itself, born on itself Emilia to desdemona
her honor is an essence that’s not seen; they have it very oft that have it not iago to othello
for i will make him tell the tale anew, where, how,how oft, how long ago, and when, he hath and is again to cope your wife iago to othello
if any wretch have put this in your head, let heavan requite it with the serpents curse Emilia to othello
faith, i have heard too much, and your words and performances are no kin together roderigo to othello
the worlds a huge thing. it is a great price/ for a small vice emilia to desdemona
the ills we do, their ills instruct us so emilia to desdemona
o! o! o! othello
i told him what i thought, and told no more, than what he found himself was apt and true iago to emilia
nobody, i myself, farewell desdemona to emilia
i would not kill they unprepared spirit othello to desdemona
oh, damned iago oh, inhuman dog roderigo to othello
now, whether he kill cassio, or cassio him, or each do kill the other, every way makes my gain iago to himself
let heavan and men and devils, let them all cry shame agaisnt me, yet i’ll speak emilia to crowd