Virtue is the fount whence honour springs.
CHRISTOPHER MARLOWEVirtue is the fount whence honour springs.
CHRISTOPHER MARLOWEI count religion but a childish toy, and hold there is no sin but ignorance.
CHRISTOPHER MARLOWEStrike up the drum and march courageously.
CHRISTOPHER MARLOWEReligion hides many mischiefs from suspicion.
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.
CHRISTOPHER MARLOWEYou stars that reigned at my nativity, whose influence hath allotted death and hell.
CHRISTOPHER MARLOWEIt is a comfort to the miserable to have comrades in misfortune, but it is a poor comfort after all.
CHRISTOPHER MARLOWEYou must be proud, bold, pleasant, resolute, And now and then stab, as occasion serves.
CHRISTOPHER MARLOWEUnhappy spirits that fell with Lucifer, Conspired against our God with Lucifer, And are for ever damned with Lucifer.
CHRISTOPHER MARLOWEIs it not passing brave to be a King and ride in triumph through Persepolis?
CHRISTOPHER MARLOWEMake me immortal with a kiss.
CHRISTOPHER MARLOWEAccurst be he that first invented war.
CHRISTOPHER MARLOWELone women, like to empty houses, perish.
CHRISTOPHER MARLOWELive and die in Aristotle’s works.
CHRISTOPHER MARLOWEAbove our life we love a steadfast friend.
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.
CHRISTOPHER MARLOWE