Iago Quotes

I am not what I am.

I hate the Moor.

I will wear my heart upon my sleeve for daws to peck at.

Virtue! A fig! ‘Tis in ourselves that we are thus or thus.

So will I turn her virtue into pitch.

The world is my oyster.

I am one, sir, that comes to tell you your daughter and the Moor are now making the beast with two backs.

Demand me nothing; what you know, you know. From this time forth I never will speak word.

Men should be what they seem.

Reputation is an idle and most false imposition, oft got without merit and lost without deserving.

I am not sorry neither; I would have thee live, for in my sense ’tis happiness to die.

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

Who steals my purse steals trash; ’tis something, nothing; ’twas mine, ’tis his, and has been slave to thousands.

The robb’d that smiles steals something from the thief; he robs himself that spends a bootless grief.

She that was ever fair and never proud, had tongue at will and yet was never loud.

Now, by heaven, my blood begins my safer guides to rule, and passion, having my best judgment collied, assays to lead the way.

What’s he then that says I play the villain, when this advice is free I give and honest.

Divinity of hell! When devils will the blackest sins put on, they do suggest at first with heavenly shows.

O, you are well tuned now, but I’ll set down the pegs that make this music, as honest as I am.

I do suspect the lusty Moor hath leap’d into my seat.

If I can fasten but one cup upon him with that which he hath drunk to-night already, he’ll be as full of quarrel and offense as my young mistress’ dog.

Now, whether he kill Cassio, or Cassio him, or each do kill the other, every way makes my gain.

It is engend’red! Hell and Night must bring this monstrous birth to the world’s light.

For I fear Cassio with my night-cap too.

Though I perchance am vicious in my guess, as I confess it is my nature’s plague to spy into abuses, and oft my jealousy shapes faults that are not there.

Good wine is a good familiar creature if it be well used.

I have very poor and unhappy brains for drinking.

I have drunk but one cup tonight, and that was craftily qualified too, and, behold, what innovation it makes here!

It is a great price for a small vice.

I will set down what comes from her, to satisfy my remembrance the more strongly.

I’ll pour this pestilence into his ear.

What, ho! Brabantio! Signior Brabantio, ho!

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

Come, be a man. Drown thyself? Drown cats and blind puppies.

I had thought to have yerked him here under the ribs.

I speak not yet of proof. Look to your wife: observe her well with Cassio.

Work on, my medicine, work! Thus credulous fools are caught, and many worthy and chaste dames even thus, all guiltless, meet reproach.

If I can fasten but one cup upon him with that which he hath drunk tonight already, he’ll be as full of quarrel and offense as my young mistress’ dog.

This is the night that either makes me, or fordoes me quite.

I do adore thee so That danger shall seem sport and I will go.

Men in rage strike those that wish them best.

It is the very error of the moon; she comes more nearer earth than she was wont, and makes men mad.

Let’s teach ourselves that honorable stop, not to outsport discretion.

I humbly beg your pardon for my haste.

We lack’d your counsel and your help tonight.