Infinite riches in a little room.
CHRISTOPHER MARLOWELone women, like to empty houses, perish.
More Christopher Marlowe Quotes
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Had I as many souls as there be stars, I’d give them all for Mephistopheles!
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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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There is no sin but ignorance.
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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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You must be proud, bold, pleasant, resolute, And now and then stab, as occasion serves.
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All live to die, and rise to fall.
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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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Was this the face that launched a thousand ships, and burnt the topless towers of Ileum?
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All places are alike, and every earth is fit for burial.
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He must have a long spoon that eats with the devil.
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He that loves pleasure must for pleasure fall.
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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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I count religion but a childish toy, and hold there is no sin but ignorance.
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Strike up the drum and march courageously.
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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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O soul, be changed into little waterdrops, / And fall into the ocean, ne’er be found!
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Honour is purchas’d by the deeds we do.
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Our swords shall play the orators for us.
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Blood is the god of war’s rich livery.
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Religion hides many mischiefs from suspicion.
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Love me little, love me long.
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Things that are not at all, are never lost.
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Live and die in Aristotle’s works.
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