| Iago | I am not what I am |
| Iago | Even now, now, very now, an old black ram is tupping your white ewe arise, arise, awake the snorting citizens with the bell or else the devil will make a grandsire of you arise I say |
| Othello | 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 |
| Desdemona | My noble father I do perceive here a divided duty to you I am bound for life and education my life and education both do learn me how to respect you you are the Lord of my duty I am hitherto your daughter but here’s my husband in so much duty as my mother showed to you preferring you before her father so much I challenge that I may profess due to the moor my Lord |
| Duke | To mourn a mixture of that is past and gone is the next way to draw new mischief on |
| The duke of Venice | Your son-in-law is far more fair than black |
| Brabantio | Your son-in-law is far more fair than black |
| Othello | Look to her moor and thou hast Eyes to see she has deceived her father and made the my life upon her faith |
| Iago | I hate the moor and it is thought a broad that twixt my sheets has done my office I know not iff’t be true but I for mirror suspicion in that kind will do as if for surety |
| Cassio | I hate very poor and unhappy brains for drinking |
| Othello | Cassio, I love thee, but never more be an officer of mine |
| Iago Cassio | What are you Hurt Lieutenant? Ay passed all surgery |
| Michael Cassio | Reputation reputation reputation oh I have lost my reputation I have lost the immortal part of myself in what remains is bestial |
| Iago | Good name in man and woman dear my Lord is the immediate jewel of their souls who steals my purse steals trash ’tis something nothing twas mine ’tis his and has been slave to thousands but he that fliches from me my good name robs me of that which not in riches him and makes me poor indeed |
| Iago | Oh beware my lord of jealousy it is the green eyed monster with doth mock that meat it feeds on |
| Iago | Trifles light as air Are to the jealous confirmation strong as approves of holy writ |
| Desdemona | I understand a fury and your words but not the words |
| Emilia | Who would not make her husband a cuckold to make him a monarch |
| Iago | It makes us or it Mars us |
Othello quotes, who said
August 2, 2019