As I am an honest man, I had thought you had received some bodily wound. There is more offence in that than in reputation.
It cannot be long that Desdemona should continue her love to the Moor, nor he his to her.... These Moors are changeable in their wills. The food that to him now is as luscious as locusts, shall be to him shortly as bitter as coloquintida. She must change for youth. When she is sated with his body, she will find the errors of her choice.
Ere I would say I would drown myself for the love of a guinea-hen, I would change my humanity with a baboon.
To suckle fools and chronicle small beer....
O gentle lady, do not put me to 't;
For I am nothing, if not critical.
Work on,
My medicine, work! Thus credulous fools are caught.