Bartlett's Familiar Quotations

A Collection of Passages, Phrases, and Proverbs Traced to Their Sources in Ancient and Modern Literature


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Author: William Shakespeare
That never set a squadron in the field,
Nor the division of a battle knows.
Othello. ACT I Scene 1.

Author: William Shakespeare
The bookish theoric.
Othello. ACT I Scene 1.

Author: William Shakespeare
’T is the curse of service,
Preferment goes by letter and affection,
And not by old gradation, where each second
Stood heir to the first.
Othello. ACT I Scene 1.

Author: William Shakespeare
We cannot all be masters, nor all masters
Cannot be truly follow’d.
Othello. ACT I Scene 1.

Author: William Shakespeare
Whip me such honest knaves.
Othello. ACT I Scene 1.

Author: William Shakespeare
I will wear my heart upon my sleeve
For daws to peck at.
Othello. ACT I Scene 1.

Author: William Shakespeare
You are one of those that will not serve God, if the devil bid you.
Othello. ACT I Scene 1.

Author: William Shakespeare
The wealthy curled darlings of our nation.
Othello. ACT I Scene 2.

Author: William Shakespeare
Most potent, grave, and reverend signiors,
My very noble and approv’d good masters,
That I have ta’en away this old man’s daughter,
It is most true; true, I have married her:
The very head and front of my offending
Hath this
Othello. ACT I Scene 3.

Author: William Shakespeare
Her father loved me; oft invited me;
Still question’d me the story of my life,
From year to year, the battles, sieges, fortunes,
That I have passed.
I ran it through, even from my boyish days,
To the very moment that he bade me tell it
Othello. ACT I Scene 3.

Author: William Shakespeare
And often did beguile her of her tears,
When I did speak of some distressful stroke
That my youth suffer’d. My story being done,
She gave me for my pains a world of sighs;
She swore, in faith, ’t was strange, ’t was passing stra
Othello. ACT I Scene 3.

Author: William Shakespeare
I do perceive here a divided duty.
Othello. ACT I Scene 3.

Author: William Shakespeare
The robb’d that smiles, steals something from the thief.
Othello. ACT I Scene 3.

Author: William Shakespeare
The tyrant custom, most grave senators,
Hath made the flinty and steel couch of war
My thrice-driven bed of down.
Othello. ACT I Scene 3.

Author: William Shakespeare
I saw Othello’s visage in his mind.
Othello. ACT I Scene 3.

Author: William Shakespeare
Put money in thy purse.
Othello. ACT I Scene 3.

Author: William Shakespeare
The food that to him now is as luscious as locusts, shall be to him shortly as bitter as coloquintida.
Othello. ACT I Scene 3.

Author: William Shakespeare
Framed to make women false.
Othello. ACT I Scene 3.

Author: William Shakespeare
One that excels the quirks of blazoning pens.
Othello. ACT II Scene 1.

Author: William Shakespeare
For I am nothing, if not critical.
Othello. ACT II Scene 1.

Author: William Shakespeare
I am not merry; but I do beguile
The thing I am, by seeming otherwise.
Othello. ACT II Scene 1.

Author: William Shakespeare
She that was ever fair and never proud,
Had tongue at will, and yet was never loud.
Othello. ACT II Scene 1.

Author: William Shakespeare
She was a wight, if ever such wight were,—
Des. To do what?
Iago. To suckle fools and chronicle small beer.
Des. O most lame and impotent conclusion!
Othello. ACT II Scene 1.

Author: William Shakespeare
You may relish him more in the soldier than in the scholar.
Othello. ACT II Scene 1.

Author: William Shakespeare
If after every tempest come such calms,
May the winds blow till they have waken’d death!
Othello. ACT II Scene 1.

Author: William Shakespeare
Egregiously an ass.
Othello. ACT II Scene 1.

Author: William Shakespeare
I have very poor and unhappy brains for drinking.
Othello. ACT II Scene 3.

Author: William Shakespeare
Potations pottle-deep.
Othello. ACT II Scene 3.

Author: William Shakespeare
King Stephen was a worthy peer,
  His breeches cost him but a crown;
He held them sixpence all too dear,—
  With that he called the tailor lown.
Othello. ACT II Scene 3.

Author: William Shakespeare
Silence that dreadful bell: it frights the isle
From her propriety.
Othello. ACT II Scene 3.

Author: William Shakespeare
Your name is great
In mouths of wisest censure.
Othello. ACT II Scene 3.

Author: William Shakespeare
Thy honesty and love doth mince this matter.
Othello. ACT II Scene 3.

Author: William Shakespeare
Cassio, I love thee;
But never more be officer of mine.
Othello. ACT II Scene 3.

Author: William Shakespeare
Iago. What, are you hurt, lieutenant?
Cas. Ay, past all surgery.
Othello. ACT II Scene 3.

Author: William Shakespeare
Reputation, reputation, reputation! Oh, I have lost my reputation! I have lost the immortal part of myself, and what remains is bestial.
Othello. ACT II Scene 3.

Author: William Shakespeare
O thou invisible spirit of wine, if thou hast no name to be known by, let us call thee devil!
Othello. ACT II Scene 3.

Author: William Shakespeare
O God, that men should put an enemy in their mouths to steal away their brains!
Othello. ACT II Scene 3.

Author: William Shakespeare
Cas. Every inordinate cup is unbless’d, and the ingredient is a devil.
Iago. Come, come, good wine is a good familiar creature, if it be well used.
Othello. ACT II Scene 3.

Author: William Shakespeare
How poor are they that have not patience!
Othello. ACT II Scene 3.

Author: William Shakespeare
Excellent wretch! Perdition catch my soul,
But I do love thee! and when I love thee not,
Chaos is come again.
Othello. ACT III Scene 3.

Author: William Shakespeare
Speak to me as to thy thinkings,
As thou dost ruminate, and give thy worst of thoughts
The worst of words.
Othello. ACT III Scene 3.

Author: William Shakespeare
Good name in man and woman, dear my lord,
Is the immediate jewel of their souls:
Who steals my purse steals trash; ’t is something, nothing;
’T was mine, ’t is his, and has been slave to thousands;
But he that filches from me my
Othello. ACT III Scene 3.

Author: William Shakespeare
O, beware, my lord, of jealousy!
It is the green-eyed monster which doth mock
The meat it feeds on.
Othello. ACT III Scene 3.

Author: William Shakespeare
But, O, what damned minutes tells he o’er
Who dotes, yet doubts, suspects, yet strongly
Othello. ACT III Scene 3.

Author: William Shakespeare
Poor and content is rich and rich enough.
Othello. ACT III Scene 3.

Author: William Shakespeare
To be once in doubt
Is once to be resolv’d.
Othello. ACT III Scene 3.

Author: William Shakespeare
If I do prove her haggard,
Though that her jesses were my dear heart-strings,
I ’ld whistle her off and let her down the wind,
To prey at fortune.
Othello. ACT III Scene 3.

Author: William Shakespeare
I am declined
Into the vale of years.
Othello. ACT III Scene 3.

Author: William Shakespeare
O curse of marriage,
That we can call these delicate creatures ours,
And not their appetites! I had rather be a toad,
And live upon the vapour of a dungeon,
Than keep a corner in the thing I love
For others’ uses.
Othello. ACT III Scene 3.

Author: William Shakespeare
Trifles light as air
Are to the jealous confirmations strong
As proofs of holy writ.
Othello. ACT III Scene 3.

Author: William Shakespeare
Not poppy, nor mandragora,
Nor all the drowsy syrups of the world,
Shall ever medicine thee to that sweet sleep
Which thou owedst yesterday.
Othello. ACT III Scene 3.

Author: William Shakespeare
I swear ’t is better to be much abused
Than but to know ’t a little.
Othello. ACT III Scene 3.

Author: William Shakespeare
He that is robb’d, not wanting what is stolen,
Let him not know ’t, and he ’s not robb’d at all.
Othello. ACT III Scene 3.

Author: William Shakespeare
O, now, for ever
Farewell the tranquil mind! farewell content!
Farewell the plumed troop and the big wars
That make ambition virtue! O, farewell!
Farewell the neighing steed and the shrill trump,
The spirit-stirring drum, the ear-piercing f
Othello. ACT III Scene 3.

Author: William Shakespeare
Be sure of it; give me the ocular proof.
Othello. ACT III Scene 3.

Author: William Shakespeare
No hinge nor loop
To hang a doubt on.
Othello. ACT III Scene 3.

Author: William Shakespeare
On horror’s head horrors accumulate.
Othello. ACT III Scene 3.

Author: William Shakespeare
Take note, take note, O world,
To be direct and honest is not safe.
Othello. ACT III Scene 3.

Author: William Shakespeare
But this denoted a foregone conclusion.
Othello. ACT III Scene 3.

Author: William Shakespeare
Swell, bosom, with thy fraught,
For ’t is of aspics’ tongues!
Othello. ACT III Scene 3.

Author: William Shakespeare
Like to the Pontic sea,
Whose icy current and compulsive course
Ne’er feels retiring ebb, but keeps due on
To the Propontic and the Hellespont,
Even so my bloody thoughts, with violent pace,
Shall ne’er look back, ne’er ebb t
Othello. ACT III Scene 3.

Author: William Shakespeare
Our new heraldry is hands, not hearts.
Othello. ACT III Scene 4.

Author: William Shakespeare
To beguile many, and be beguil’d by one.
Othello. ACT IV Scene 1.

Author: William Shakespeare
They laugh that win.
Othello. ACT IV Scene 1.

Author: William Shakespeare
But yet the pity of it, Iago! O Iago, the pity of it, Iago!
Othello. ACT IV Scene 1.

Author: William Shakespeare
I understand a fury in your words,
But not the words.
Othello. ACT IV Scene 2.

Author: William Shakespeare
Steep’d me in poverty to the very lips.
Othello. ACT IV Scene 2.

Author: William Shakespeare
But, alas, to make me
A fixed figure for the time of scorn
To point his slow unmoving finger
Othello. ACT IV Scene 2.

Author: William Shakespeare
Patience, thou young and rose-lipp’d cherubin.
Othello. ACT IV Scene 2.

Author: William Shakespeare
O thou weed,
Who art so lovely fair and smell’st so sweet
That the sense aches at thee, would thou hadst ne’er been born.
Othello. ACT IV Scene 2.

Author: William Shakespeare
O Heaven, that such companions thou ’ldst unfold,
And put in every honest hand a whip
To lash the rascals naked through the world!
Othello. ACT IV Scene 2.

Author: William Shakespeare
’T is neither here nor there.
Othello. ACT IV Scene 3.

Author: William Shakespeare
It makes us or it mars us.
Othello. ACT V Scene 1.

Author: William Shakespeare
Every way makes my gain.
Othello. ACT V Scene 1.

Author: William Shakespeare
He hath a daily beauty in his life.
Othello. ACT V Scene 1.

Author: William Shakespeare
This is the night
That either makes me or fordoes me quite.
Othello. ACT V Scene 1.

Author: William Shakespeare
And smooth as monumental alabaster.
Othello. ACT V Scene 2.

Author: William Shakespeare
Put out the light, and then put out the light:
If I quench thee, thou flaming minister,
I can again thy former light restore
Should I repent me; but once put out thy light,
Thou cunning’st pattern of excelling nature,
I know not where
Othello. ACT V Scene 2.

Author: William Shakespeare
So sweet was ne’er so fatal.
Othello. ACT V Scene 2.

Author: William Shakespeare
Had all his hairs been lives, my great revenge
Had stomach for them all.
Othello. ACT V Scene 2.

Author: William Shakespeare
One entire and perfect chrysolite.
Othello. ACT V Scene 2.

Author: William Shakespeare
Curse his better angel from his side,
And fall to reprobation.
Othello. ACT V Scene 2.

Author: William Shakespeare
Every puny whipster.
Othello. ACT V Scene 2.

Author: William Shakespeare
Man but a rush against Othello’s breast,
And he retires.
Othello. ACT V Scene 2.

Author: William Shakespeare
I have done the state some service, and they know ’t.
No more of that. 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
O
Othello. ACT V Scene 2.

Author: William Shakespeare
I took by the throat the circumcised dog,
And smote him, thus.
Othello. ACT V Scene 2.



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