Christopher Marlowe Quotes:- Christopher Marlowe (26 February 1564 – 30 May 1593), was an English playwright, poet, and translator of the Elizabethan era. Marlowe was the foremost Elizabethan tragedian of his day.
Inspirational Christopher Marlowe Quotes
Goodness is beauty in the best estate.
Christopher Marlowe
Money can’t buy love, but it improves your bargaining position.
Christopher Marlowe
Virtue is the fount whence honor springs.
Christopher Marlowe
Above our life, we love a steadfast friend.
Christopher Marlowe
All places are alike, and every earth is fit for burial.
Christopher Marlowe
Is it not passing brave to be a King and ride in triumph through Persepolis?
Christopher Marlowe
What are kings, when regiment is gone, but perfect shadows in a sunshine day?
Christopher Marlowe
That perfect bliss and sole felicity, The sweet fruition of an earthly crown.
Christopher Marlowe
O, thou art fairer than the evening air Clad in the beauty of a thousand stars.
Christopher Marlowe
Our swords shall play the orators for us.
Christopher Marlowe
Excess of wealth is the cause of covetousness.
Christopher Marlowe
What feeds me destroys me.
Christopher Marlowe
There is no sin but ignorance.
Christopher Marlowe
Live and die in Aristotle’s works.
Christopher Marlowe
Jigging veins of rhyming mother wits.
Christopher Marlowe
Famous Quotes by Christopher Marlowe
Confess and be hanged.
Christopher Marlowe
Accursed be he that first invented war.
Christopher Marlowe
I’m armed with more than complete steel, – The justice of my quarrel.
Christopher Marlowe
While money doesn’t buy love, it puts you in a great bargaining position.
Christopher Marlowe
I count religion but a childish toy, and hold there is no sin but ignorance.
Christopher Marlowe
Was this the face that launched a thousand ships, and burnt the topless towers of Ileum?
Christopher Marlowe
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.
Christopher Marlowe
Accurst be he that first invented war.
Christopher Marlowe
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.
Christopher Marlowe
