Our swords shall play the orators for us.

Quote by Christopher Marlowe

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Hell hath no limits, nor is circumscribed In one self place, for where we are...

Hell hath no limits, nor is circumscribed In one self place, for where we are...

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

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

Ugly hell, gape not! come not, Lucifer! I'll burn my books!

Ugly hell, gape not! come not, Lucifer! I'll burn my books!

Come live with me and be my love, And we will all the pleasures prove,...

Come live with me and be my love, And we will all the pleasures prove,...

Accursed be he that first invented war.

Accursed be he that first invented war.

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

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

Hell hath no limits, nor is circumscribed In one self place, for where we are...

Hell hath no limits, nor is circumscribed In one self place, for where we are...

Above our life we love a steadfast friend.

Above our life we love a steadfast friend.

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

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

Jigging veins of rhyming mother wits.

Jigging veins of rhyming mother wits.

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

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

What feeds me destroys me.

What feeds me destroys me.

Virtue is the fount whence honour springs.

Virtue is the fount whence honour springs.

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

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

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

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

Who ever loved that loved not at first sight?

Who ever loved that loved not at first sight?

Oh, thou art fairer than the evening air Clad in the beauty of a thousand...

Oh, thou art fairer than the evening air Clad in the beauty of a thousand...

Excess of wealth is cause of covetousness.

Excess of wealth is cause of covetousness.

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

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

Live and die in Aristotle's works.

Live and die in Aristotle's works.