Quotes By Christopher Marlowe

I count religion but a childish toy, and hold there is no sin but ignorance.

Jigging veins of rhyming mother wits.

That perfect bliss and sole felicity, the sweet fruition of an earthly crown.

O, thou art fairer than the evening air clad in the beauty of a thousand stars.

Excess of wealth is cause of covetousness.

Above our life we love a steadfast friend.

Accursed be he that first invented war.

Live and die in Aristotle's works.

Our swords shall play the orators for us.

All places are alike, and every earth is fit for burial.

What feeds me destroys me.

Come live with me and be my love, And we will all the pleasures prove, That valleys, groves, hills, and fields, Woods, or steepy mountain yields.

Virtue is the fount whence honour springs.

I'm armed with more than complete steel, - The justice of my quarrel.

Goodness is beauty in the best estate.

Was this the face that launched a thousand ships, and burnt the topless towers of Ileum?

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.

Confess and be hanged.

Money can't buy love, but it improves your bargaining position.

While money doesn't buy love, it puts you in a great bargaining position.

What are kings, when regiment is gone, but perfect shadows in a sunshine day?

Who ever loved that loved not at first sight?

Is it not passing brave to be a King and ride in triumph through Persepolis?

There is no sin but ignorance.

Accurst be he that first invented war.