How poor are they that have not patience.
But he that filches from me my good name
Robs me of that which not enriches him
And makes me poor indeed
— Iago 3.3.159–61
Reputation, reputation, reputation! Oh, I have lost my reputation! I have lost the immortal part of myself, and what remains is bestial.
— Cassio 2.4.262–64
Reputation is an idle and most false imposition, oft got without merit and lost without deserving.
— Iago 2.4.268–70
O thou invisible spirit of wine, if thou hast no name to be known by, let us call thee devil!
— Cassio 2.4.281–83
But I will wear my heart upon my sleeve
For daws to peck at: I am not what I am.
— Iago 1.1.64–65
O, beware, my lord, of jealousy;
It is the green-eyed monster which doth mock
The meat it feeds on.
— Iago 3.3165–67
I’ll see before I doubt; when I doubt, prove;
And on the proof, there is no more but this,—
Away at once with love or jealousy!
— Othello 3.3190–92
He that is robb’d, not wanting what is stol’n,
Let him not know’t, and he is not robb’d at all.
— Othello 3.3.342–43
Speak of me as I am; nothing extenuate,
Nor set down aught in malice: then must you speak
Of one that loved not wisely but too well.
— Othello 5.2.342–44