Iago (Emilia) | i hate the moor and it is thought abroad ‘twixt my sheets he has done my office |
Iago (work) | one micheal cassio, a florentine… that never set a squadron in the field… but he, sir, had the election |
Iago (revenge) | nothing can or shall content my soul till i am evened with him, wife for wife, i put the moor at least into a jealousy so strong that judgement cannot cure |
Iago (monster) | o beware, my lord, of jealousy; it is the green-eyed monster which doth mock the meat it feeds on |
Iago (Cassio – sleep) | in sleep i heard him say… sweet desdemona, let us be wary, let us hide our loves! |
Othello (first sign) | arise, black vengeance, from the hollow hell! |
Othello (wreck – language) | noses, ears, and lips? is’t possible? – confess? – handkerchief? – o devil! (falls in a trance) |
Othello (tells Desdemona) | that handkerchief which i so loved and gave thee, though gav’st to cassio |
Othello (won’t listen to her) | out strumpet! weep’st thou for him to my face? |
Othello (IRONY) | of one not easily jealous |
Othello jealousy quotes
July 17, 2019