There is no sin but ignorance.
CHRISTOPHER MARLOWEWhy should you love him whom the world hates so? Because he love me more than all the world.
More Christopher Marlowe Quotes
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Goodness is beauty in the best estate.
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Virtue is the fount whence honour springs.
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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.
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O soul, be changed into little waterdrops, / And fall into the ocean, ne’er be found!
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Unhappy spirits that fell with Lucifer, Conspired against our God with Lucifer, And are for ever damned with Lucifer.
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It is a comfort to the miserable to have comrades in misfortune, but it is a poor comfort after all.
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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.
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The stars move still, time runs, the clock will strike
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I count religion but a childish toy, and hold there is no sin but ignorance.
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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.
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We control fifty percent of a relationship. We influence one hundred percent of it.
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Who ever loved that loved not at first sight?
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That perfect bliss and sole felicity, the sweet fruition of an earthly crown.
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You must be proud, bold, pleasant, resolute, And now and then stab, as occasion serves.
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Our swords shall play the orators for us.
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All women are ambitious naturally.
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He must have a long spoon that eats with the devil.
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Excess of wealth is cause of covetousness.
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I am Envy, I cannot read and therefore wish all books burned.
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What are kings, when regiment is gone, but perfect shadows in a sunshine day?
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Things that are not at all, are never lost.
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Blood is the god of war’s rich livery.
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Strike up the drum and march courageously.
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Hell strives with grace for conquest in my breast. What shall I do to shun the snares of death?
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Live and die in Aristotle’s works.
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What feeds me destroys me.
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