"King Stephen was a worthy peer, His breeches cost him but a crown; He held them sixpence all too dear,-- With that he called the tailor lown."

Othello. Act ii. Sc. 3.

"Silence that dreadful bell: it frights the isle From her propriety."

Othello. Act ii. Sc. 3.

"Your name is great In mouths of wisest censure."

Othello. Act ii. Sc. 3.

"Thy honesty and love doth mince this matter."

Othello. Act ii. Sc. 3.

"Cassio, I love thee; But never more be officer of mine."

Othello. Act ii. Sc. 3.

"Cas. Ay, past all surgery."

Othello. Act ii. Sc. 3.

"Reputation, reputation, reputation! Oh, I have lost my reputation! I have lost the immortal part of myself, and what remains is bestial."

Othello. Act ii. Sc. 3.

"O thou invisible spirit of wine, if thou hast no name to be known by, let us call thee devil!"

Othello. Act ii. Sc. 3.

"O God, that men should put an enemy in their mouths to steal away their brains!"

Othello. Act ii. Sc. 3.

"Iago. Come, come, good wine is a good familiar creature, if it be well used."

Othello. Act ii. Sc. 3.

"How poor are they that have not patience!"

Othello. Act ii. Sc. 3.

"Excellent wretch! Perdition catch my soul, But I do love thee! and when I love thee not, Chaos is come again."

Othello. Act iii. Sc. 3.

"Speak to me as to thy thinkings, As thou dost ruminate, and give thy worst of thoughts The worst of words."

Othello. Act iii. Sc. 3.

"Good name in man and woman, dear my lord, Is the immediate jewel of their souls: Who steals my purse steals trash; 't is something, nothing; 'T was mine, 't is his, and has been slave to thousands; But he that filches from me my good name Robs me of that which not enriches him And makes me poor indeed."

Othello. Act iii. Sc. 3.

"O, beware, my lord, of jealousy! It is the green-eyed monster which doth mock The meat it feeds on."

Othello. Act iii. Sc. 3.

"But, O, what damned minutes tells he o'er Who dotes, yet doubts, suspects, yet strongly loves!"

Othello. Act iii. Sc. 3.

"Poor and content is rich and rich enough."

Othello. Act iii. Sc. 3.

"To be once in doubt Is once to be resolv'd."

Othello. Act iii. Sc. 3.

"If I do prove her haggard, Though that her jesses were my dear heart-strings, I 'ld whistle her off and let her down the wind, To prey at fortune."

Othello. Act iii. Sc. 3.

"I am declined Into the vale of years."

Othello. Act iii. Sc. 3.

"O curse of marriage, That we can call these delicate creatures ours, And not their appetites! I had rather be a toad, And live upon the vapour of a dungeon, Than keep a corner in the thing I love For others' uses."

Othello. Act iii. Sc. 3.

"Trifles light as air Are to the jealous confirmations strong As proofs of holy writ."

Othello. Act iii. Sc. 3.

"Not poppy, nor mandragora, Nor all the drowsy syrups of the world, Shall ever medicine thee to that sweet sleep Which thou owedst yesterday."

Othello. Act iii. Sc. 3.

"I swear 't is better to be much abused Than but to know 't a little."

Othello. Act iii. Sc. 3.

"He that is robb'd, not wanting what is stolen, Let him not know 't, and he 's not robb'd at all."

Othello. Act iii. Sc. 3.

"O, now, for ever Farewell the tranquil mind! farewell content! Farewell the plumed troop and the big wars That make ambition virtue! O, farewell! Farewell the neighing steed and the shrill trump, The spirit-stirring drum, the ear-piercing fife, The royal banner, and all quality, Pride, pomp, and circumstance of glorious war! And, O you mortal engines, whose rude throats The immortal Jove's dread clamours counterfeit, Farewell! Othello's occupation 's gone!"

Othello. Act iii. Sc. 3.

"Be sure of it; give me the ocular proof."

Othello. Act iii. Sc. 3.

"No hinge nor loop To hang a doubt on."

Othello. Act iii. Sc. 3.

"On horror's head horrors accumulate."

Othello. Act iii. Sc. 3.

"Take note, take note, O world, To be direct and honest is not safe."

Othello. Act iii. Sc. 3.

"But this denoted a foregone conclusion."

Othello. Act iii. Sc. 3.

"Swell, bosom, with thy fraught, For 't is of aspics' tongues!"

Othello. Act iii. Sc. 3.

"Like to the Pontic sea, Whose icy current and compulsive course Ne'er feels retiring ebb, but keeps due on To the Propontic and the Hellespont, Even so my bloody thoughts, with violent pace, Shall ne'er look back, ne'er ebb to humble love, Till that a capable and wide revenge Swallow them up."

Othello. Act iii. Sc. 3.

"Our new heraldry is hands, not hearts."

Othello. Act iii. Sc. 4.

"To beguile many, and be beguil'd by one."

Othello. Act iv. Sc. 1.

"They laugh that win."

Othello. Act iv. Sc. 1.

"But yet the pity of it, Iago! O Iago, the pity of it, Iago!"

Othello. Act iv. Sc. 1.

"I understand a fury in your words, But not the words."

Othello. Act iv. Sc. 2.

"Steep'd me in poverty to the very lips."

Othello. Act iv. Sc. 2.

"But, alas, to make me A fixed figure for the time of scorn To point his slow unmoving finger at!"

Othello. Act iv. Sc. 2.

"Patience, thou young and rose-lipp'd cherubin."

Othello. Act iv. Sc. 2.

"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. Act iv. Sc. 2.

"O Heaven, that such companions thou 'ldst unfold, And put in every honest hand a whip To lash the rascals naked through the world!"

Othello. Act iv. Sc. 2.

"'T is neither here nor there."

Othello. Act iv. Sc. 3.

"It makes us or it mars us."

Othello. Act v. Sc. 1.

"Every way makes my gain."

Othello. Act v. Sc. 1.

"He hath a daily beauty in his life."

Othello. Act v. Sc. 1.

"This is the night That either makes me or fordoes me quite."

Othello. Act v. Sc. 1.

"And smooth as monumental alabaster."

Othello. Act v. Sc. 2.

"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 thy light, Thou cunning'st pattern of excelling nature, I know not where is that Promethean heat That can thy light relume."

Othello. Act v. Sc. 2.