Infinite riches in a little room.
CHRISTOPHER MARLOWE- O, thou art fairer than the evening air clad in the beauty of a thousand stars.
CHRISTOPHER MARLOWE
- black
- grey
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- red
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O, thou art fairer than the evening air clad in the beauty of a thousand stars.
More Christopher Marlowe Quotes
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Infinite riches in a little room.
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I am Envy, I cannot read and therefore wish all books burned.
CHRISTOPHER MARLOWEI am Envy, I cannot read and therefore wish all books burned.
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Goodness is beauty in the best estate.
CHRISTOPHER MARLOWEGoodness is beauty in the best estate.
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My men like satyrs grazing on the lawns, / Shall with their goat-feet dance an antic hay.
CHRISTOPHER MARLOWEMy men like satyrs grazing on the lawns, / Shall with their goat-feet dance an antic hay.
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It is a comfort to the miserable to have comrades in misfortune, but it is a poor comfort after all.
CHRISTOPHER MARLOWEIt is a comfort to the miserable to have comrades in misfortune, but it is a poor comfort after all.
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Our swords shall play the orators for us.
CHRISTOPHER MARLOWEOur swords shall play the orators for us.
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We control fifty percent of a relationship. We influence one hundred percent of it.
CHRISTOPHER MARLOWEWe control fifty percent of a relationship. We influence one hundred percent of it.
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Why should you love him whom the world hates so? Because he love me more than all the world.
CHRISTOPHER MARLOWEWhy should you love him whom the world hates so? Because he love me more than all the world.
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Time doth run with calm and silent foot, Shortening my days and thread of vital life.
CHRISTOPHER MARLOWETime doth run with calm and silent foot, Shortening my days and thread of vital life.
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Cut is the branch that might have grown full straight, And burned is Apollo’s laurel bough, That sometime grew within this learned man. Faustus is gone.
CHRISTOPHER MARLOWECut is the branch that might have grown full straight, And burned is Apollo’s laurel bough, That sometime grew within this learned man. Faustus is gone.
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Jigging veins of rhyming mother wits.
CHRISTOPHER MARLOWEJigging veins of rhyming mother wits.
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Make me immortal with a kiss.
CHRISTOPHER MARLOWEMake me immortal with a kiss.
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Virtue is the fount whence honour springs.
CHRISTOPHER MARLOWEVirtue is the fount whence honour springs.
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If we say that we have no sin, We deceive ourselves, and there’s no truth in us. Why then belike we must sin, And so consequently die. Ay, we must die an everlasting death.
CHRISTOPHER MARLOWEIf we say that we have no sin, We deceive ourselves, and there’s no truth in us. Why then belike we must sin, And so consequently die. Ay, we must die an everlasting death.
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All live to die, and rise to fall.
CHRISTOPHER MARLOWEAll live to die, and rise to fall.
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Virginity, albeit some highly prize it, Compared with marriage, had you tried them both, Differs as much as wine and water doth.
CHRISTOPHER MARLOWEVirginity, albeit some highly prize it, Compared with marriage, had you tried them both, Differs as much as wine and water doth.
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