Live and die in Aristotle’s works.
CHRISTOPHER MARLOWEReligion hides many mischiefs from suspicion.
More Christopher Marlowe Quotes
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I am Envy, I cannot read and therefore wish all books burned.
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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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There is no sin but ignorance.
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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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Virtue is the fount whence honour springs.
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Our swords shall play the orators for us.
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All live to die, and rise to fall.
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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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All places shall be hell that are not heaven.
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What are kings, when regiment is gone, but perfect shadows in a sunshine day?
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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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The griefs of private men are soon allayed, But not of kings.
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Jigging veins of rhyming mother wits.
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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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O soul, be changed into little waterdrops, / And fall into the ocean, ne’er be found!
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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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Love is not full of pity (as men say) But deaf and cruel, where he means to pray.
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Fools that will laugh on earth, most weep in hell.
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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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Accurst be he that first invented war.
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Had I as many souls as there be stars, I’d give them all for Mephistopheles!
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Is it not passing brave to be a King and ride in triumph through Persepolis?
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I’m armed with more than complete steel, – The justice of my quarrel.
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It lies not in our power to love or hate, for will in us is overruled by fate.
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Things that are not at all, are never lost.
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What feeds me destroys me.
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