Iago: Thus do I ever make my fool my purse.
For I mine own gained knowledge should profane
If I would time expend with such a snipe
But for my sport and profit.
line from the play Othello, Act I, Scene 3, script by William Shakespeare (1603)
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Montano: What from the cape can you discern at sea?
First Gentleman: Nothing at all. It is a high-wrought flood.
I cannot 'twixt the heaven and the main
Descry a sail.
lines from the play Othello, Act II, Scene 1, script by William Shakespeare (1603)
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See also William Shakespeare about men, or about divine
Othello: My life upon her faith! — Honest Iago,
My Desdemona must I leave to thee.
I prithee, let thy wife attend on her,
And bring them after in the best advantage.
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Iago: Come, be a man. Drown thyself? Drown cats and blind puppies! I have professed me thy friend, and I confess me knit to thy deserving with cables of perdurable toughness.
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Emilia: But jealous souls will not be answer'd so;
They are not even jealous for the cause,
But jealous for they're jealous. 'Tis a monster
Begot upon itself, born on itself.
line from Othello, Act III, Scene 4 by William Shakespeare (1603)
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Iago: Poor and content is rich, and rich enough,
But riches fineless is as poor as winter
To him that ever fears he shall be poor.
Good heaven, the souls of all my tribe defend
From jealousy!
line from the play Othello, Act III, Scene 3, script by William Shakespeare (1603)
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Iago: For when my outward action doth demonstrate
The native act and figure of my heart
In compliment extern, ’tis not long after
But I will wear my heart upon my sleeve
For daws to peck at. I am not what I am.
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See also William Shakespeare about heart