Till swollen with cunning, of a self-conceit, His waxen wings did mount above his reach, And, melting, Heavens conspir’d his overthrow.
CHRISTOPHER MARLOWEHad I as many souls as there be stars, I’d give them all for Mephistopheles!
More Christopher Marlowe Quotes
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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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He must have a long spoon that eats with the devil.
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That perfect bliss and sole felicity, the sweet fruition of an earthly crown.
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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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We control fifty percent of a relationship. We influence one hundred percent of it.
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Virtue is the fount whence honour springs.
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The stars move still, time runs, the clock will strike
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Make me immortal with a kiss.
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My men like satyrs grazing on the lawns, / Shall with their goat-feet dance an antic hay.
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Why should you love him whom the world hates so? Because he love me more than all the world.
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Nothing violent, oft have I heard tell, can be permanent.
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Infinite riches in a little room.
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O soul, be changed into little waterdrops, / And fall into the ocean, ne’er be found!
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Blood is the god of war’s rich livery.
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What are kings, when regiment is gone, but perfect shadows in a sunshine day?
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