Blood is the god of war’s rich livery.
CHRISTOPHER MARLOWEBlood is the god of war’s rich livery.
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 MARLOWEIt is a comfort to the miserable to have comrades in misfortune, but it is a poor comfort after all.
CHRISTOPHER MARLOWEHe that loves pleasure must for pleasure fall.
CHRISTOPHER MARLOWEIt lies not in our power to love or hate, for will in us is overruled by fate.
CHRISTOPHER MARLOWEAll places are alike, and every earth is fit for burial.
CHRISTOPHER MARLOWEWas this the face that launched a thousand ships, and burnt the topless towers of Ileum?
CHRISTOPHER MARLOWELone women, like to empty houses, perish.
CHRISTOPHER MARLOWEWhile money doesn’t buy love, it puts you in a great bargaining position.
CHRISTOPHER MARLOWEHell 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.
CHRISTOPHER MARLOWEYou must be proud, bold, pleasant, resolute, And now and then stab, as occasion serves.
CHRISTOPHER MARLOWEWho ever loved that loved not at first sight?
CHRISTOPHER MARLOWENothing violent, oft have I heard tell, can be permanent.
CHRISTOPHER MARLOWEOur swords shall play the orators for us.
CHRISTOPHER MARLOWEAccurst be he that first invented war.
CHRISTOPHER MARLOWEStrike up the drum and march courageously.
CHRISTOPHER MARLOWE