“That perfect bliss and sole felicity, the sweet fruition of an earthly crown.”

Unhappy spirits that fell with Lucifer, Conspired against our God with Lucifer, And are for ever damned with Lucifer.

All women are ambitious naturally.

You stars that reigned at my nativity, whose influence hath allotted death and hell.

My men like satyrs grazing on the lawns, / Shall with their goat-feet dance an antic hay.

Till swollen with cunning, of a self-conceit, His waxen wings did mount above his reach, And, melting, Heavens conspir’d his overthrow.

Come live with me and be my love, And we will all the pleasures prove, That valleys, groves, hills, and fields, Woods, or steepy mountain yields.

The stars move still, time runs, the clock will strike

Things that are not at all, are never lost.

Honour is purchas’d by the deeds we do.

Live and die in Aristotle’s works.

Religion! O Diabole! Fie, I am asham’d, however that I seem, To think a word of such simple sound, Of such great matter should be made the ground.

Fools that will laugh on earth, most weep in hell.

Strike up the drum and march courageously.

All places shall be hell that are not heaven.

Hell hath no limits, nor is circumscribed In one self place, for where we are is hell, And where hell is there must we ever be.

Is it not passing brave to be a King and ride in triumph through Persepolis?

The meek may one day inherit the earth, but not the headlines.

What can be more foolish than to think that all this rare fabric of heaven and earth could come by chance?

Peace on earth would mean the end of civilization as we know it.

The roots below the earth claim no rewards for making the branches fruitful.

I raised you so high that every other man on earth is now doomed to live in your shadow.

Some day I shall sing to thee in the sunrise of some other world, I have seen thee before in the light of the earth, in the love of man.

We are all waiting for when there will be peace on earth and the end of the war. If this happens then it would be a miracle.

The will of the people is the source and the happiness of the people the end of all legitimate government upon earth.