I am not what I am.
Put out the light, and then put out the light.
I kissed thee ere I killed thee: no way but this, killing myself, to die upon a kiss.
O, beware, my lord, of jealousy; It is the green-eyed monster which doth mock the meat it feeds on.
Men should be what they seem.
Reputation, reputation, reputation! O, I have lost my reputation!