Hell strives with grace for conquest in my breast. What shall I do to shun the snares of death?
CHRISTOPHER MARLOWEAll places are alike, and every earth is fit for burial.
More Christopher Marlowe Quotes
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O soul, be changed into little waterdrops, / And fall into the ocean, ne’er be found!
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Jigging veins of rhyming mother wits.
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Cut is the branch that might have grown full straight, And burned is Apollo’s laurel bough, That sometime grew within this learned man. Faustus is gone.
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Goodness is beauty in the best estate.
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Time doth run with calm and silent foot, Shortening my days and thread of vital life.
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What are kings, when regiment is gone, but perfect shadows in a sunshine day?
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I am Envy, I cannot read and therefore wish all books burned.
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You stars that reigned at my nativity, whose influence hath allotted death and hell.
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What feeds me destroys me.
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Religion hides many mischiefs from suspicion.
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Things that are not at all, are never lost.
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Above our life we love a steadfast friend.
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All live to die, and rise to fall.
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Blood is the god of war’s rich livery.
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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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