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Othello: The Moor of Venice
She lov’d me for the dangers I had pass’d,
And I lov’d her that she did pity them.
– Othello, Act I, scene III
Look to her, Moor, if thou hast eyes to see:
She has deceived her father, and may thee.
– Brabantio, Act I, scene III
If after every tempest come such calms,
May the winds blow till they have waken’d death!
– Othello, Act II, scene i
Reputation is an idle and most false imposition; oft got without merit and lost without deserving.
– Iago, Act II, scene iii
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 filches from me my good name,
Robs me of that which not enriches him,
And makes me poor indeed.
– Iago, Act III, scene iii
I pray you, in your letters,
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 lov’d not wisely but too well;
– Othello, Act V, scene ii