"The Eyes are the window to your soul"
"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 Of one that loved not wisely but too well; Of one not easily jealous, but being wrought, Perplexed in the extreme. . ."
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Source: 'Othello' (1602-4) act 5, sc. 2, l. 338
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