Live and die in Aristotle’s works.
CHRISTOPHER MARLOWEThe griefs of private men are soon allayed, But not of kings.
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Till swollen with cunning, of a self-conceit, His waxen wings did mount above his reach, And, melting, Heavens conspir’d his overthrow.
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Excess of wealth is cause of covetousness.
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O soul, be changed into little waterdrops, / And fall into the ocean, ne’er be found!
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What are kings, when regiment is gone, but perfect shadows in a sunshine day?
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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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All places shall be hell that are not heaven.
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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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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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We control fifty percent of a relationship. We influence one hundred percent of it.
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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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It lies not in our power to love or hate, for will in us is overruled by fate.
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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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Jigging veins of rhyming mother wits.
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I count religion but a childish toy, and hold there is no sin but ignorance.
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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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Where both deliberate, the love is slight: Who ever lov’d, that lov’d not at first sight?
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O, thou art fairer than the evening air clad in the beauty of a thousand stars.
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All women are ambitious naturally.
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All live to die, and rise to fall.
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Time doth run with calm and silent foot, Shortening my days and thread of vital life.
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Virtue is the fount whence honour springs.
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The griefs of private men are soon allayed, But not of kings.
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You must be proud, bold, pleasant, resolute, And now and then stab, as occasion serves.
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That perfect bliss and sole felicity, the sweet fruition of an earthly crown.
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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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