Infinite riches in a little room.
CHRISTOPHER MARLOWEHe that loves pleasure must for pleasure fall.
More Christopher Marlowe Quotes
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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.
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What are kings, when regiment is gone, but perfect shadows in a sunshine day?
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O, thou art fairer than the evening air clad in the beauty of a thousand stars.
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I’m armed with more than complete steel, – The justice of my quarrel.
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Live and die in Aristotle’s works.
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All places shall be hell that are not heaven.
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Where both deliberate, the love is slight: Who ever lov’d, that lov’d not at first sight?
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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.
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While money doesn’t buy love, it puts you in a great bargaining position.
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Who hateth me but for my happiness? Or who is honored now but for his wealth? Rather had I, a Jew, be hated thus, Than pitied in a Christian poverty.
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Nothing violent, oft have I heard tell, can be permanent.
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That perfect bliss and sole felicity, the sweet fruition of an earthly crown.
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Time doth run with calm and silent foot, Shortening my days and thread of vital life.
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I am Envy, I cannot read and therefore wish all books burned.
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Strike up the drum and march courageously.
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Is it not passing brave to be a King and ride in triumph through Persepolis?
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Now I will show myself to have more of the serpent than the dove; That is–more knave than fool.
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Jigging veins of rhyming mother wits.
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There is no sin but ignorance.
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Make me immortal with a kiss.
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Excess of wealth is cause of covetousness.
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Virtue is the fount whence honour springs.
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O soul, be changed into little waterdrops, / And fall into the ocean, ne’er be found!
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When all the world dissolves, And every creature shall be purified, All places shall be hell that are not heaven.
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All live to die, and rise to fall.
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The griefs of private men are soon allayed, But not of kings.
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