Goodness is beauty in the best estate.

Quote by Christopher Marlowe

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Virtue is the fount whence honour springs.

Virtue is the fount whence honour springs.

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?

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

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...

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...

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?

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.

Accurst be he that first invented war.

Accurst be he that first invented war.

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.

Live and die in Aristotle's works.

Live and die in Aristotle's works.

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...

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

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

Who ever loved that loved not at first sight?

Who ever loved that loved not at first sight?

Where both deliberate, the love is slight: Who ever lov'd, that lov'd not at first...

Where both deliberate, the love is slight: Who ever lov'd, that lov'd not at first...

You stars that reigned at my nativity, whose influence hath allotted death and hell.

You stars that reigned at my nativity, whose influence hath allotted death and hell.

Confess and be hanged.

Confess and be hanged.

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

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

He that can compose himself, is wiser than he that composes books

He that can compose himself, is wiser than he that composes books

Books choose their authors; the act of creation is not entirely a rational and conscious...

Books choose their authors; the act of creation is not entirely a rational and conscious...