It were well The General were put in mind of it. Perhaps he sees it not, or his good nature Prizes the virtue that appears in Cassio And looks not on his evils. (II.iii.)
Reputation, reputation, reputation! Oh, I have lost my reputation! I have lost the immortal part of myself, and what remains is bestial. My reputation, Iago, my reputation! (II.iii.)
O god, that men should put an enemy in their mouths to steal away their brains! That we should, with joy, pleasance, revel, and applause, transform ourselves into beasts! (II.iii.)
Divinity of Hell! When devils will the blackest sins put on, They do suggest at first with heavenly shows, As I do now. (II.iii.)
