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Virtue is the fount whence honor springs.

Excess of wealth is cause of covetousness.

Thou from this land, I from myself am banish'd.

Ah fair Zenocrate, divine Zenocrate, Fair is too foul an epithet for thee.

Now I will show myselfTo have more of the serpent than the dove;That is
more knave than fool.

The sight of London to my exiled eyes
Is as Elysium to a new-come soul.

BARABAS: A reaching thought will search his deepest wits,
And cast with cunning for the time to come;
For evils are apt to happen every day.

My men like satyrs grazing on the lawns, / Shall with their goat-feet dance an antic hay.

I wish, grave governor, 'twere in my power
To favour you; but 'tis my father's cause,
Wherein I may not, nay, I dare not dally.

You must be proud, bold, pleasant, resolute,
And now and then stab, when occasion serves.

It lies not in our power to love or hate, For will in us is overruled by fate.

Bene disserer est finis logices.
(The end of logic is to dispute well.)

The stars move still, time runs, the clock will strike

What feeds me destroys me.

Virtue is the fount whence honour springs.

Hell is just a frame of mind.

Yet should there hover in their restless heads
One thought, one grace, one wonder at the least,
Which into words no virtue can digest.

Love is not ful of pittie (as men say)
But deaffe and cruell, where he meanes to pray.

Love me little, love me long.

USUMCASANE: To be a king, is half to be a god.

The griefs of private men are soon allayed, But not of kings.

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

He that pleasure loves must for pleasure fall

Virginity, albeit some highly prize it, Compared with marriage, had you tried them both, Differs as much as wine and water doth.

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

Love always makes those eloquent that have it.

---From "Hero and Leander, Sestiad II

If I be cruel and grow tyrannous,
Now let them thank themselves, and rue too late.

Strike up the drum and march courageously.

All live to die, and rise to fall.

Accursed be he that first invented war.

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

Was this the face that launched a thousand ships/And burnt the topless towers of Ilium?

Things that are not at all, are never lost.

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

But what are kings, when regiment is gone,
But perfect shadows in a sunshine day?
- Edward II, 5.1

We control fifty percent of a relationship. We influence one hundred percent of it.

Time doth run with calm and silent foot,
Shortening my days and thread of vital life.

YOUNGER MORTIMER: Fear'd am I more than lov'd; - let me be fear'd,
And, when I frown, make all the court look pale.

More childish valorous than manly wise.

Jigging veins of rhyming mother wits.

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

Had I as many souls as there be stars, I'd give them all for Mephistopheles!

Unhappy spirits that fell with Lucifer, / Conspired against our God with Lucifer, / And are for ever damned with Lucifer.

BALDOCK: To die, sweet Spenser, therefore live we all;
Spenser, all live to die, and rise to fall.

Till swollen with cunning, of a self-conceit,
His waxen wings did mount above his reach,
And, melting, Heavens conspir'd his overthrow.

Pluck up your hearts, since fate still rests our friend.

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

What art thou Faustus, but a man condemned to die?

Hell hath no limits, nor is circumscribed
In one self place, for where we are is hell,
And where hell is must we ever be.

As in plain terms (yet cunningly) he crav'd it; / Love always makes those eloquent that have it (II.71-2).

That holy shape becomes a devil best.

All women are ambitious naturallie

Our swords shall play the orators for us.

Hell and confusion light upon their heads.

BARABAS: For religion
Hides many mischiefs from suspicion.

Love deeply grounded, hardly is dissembled.

Live and die in Aristotle's works.

Lone women, like to empty houses, perish.

O soul, be changed into little waterdrops, / And fall into the ocean, ne'er be found!

Why should you love him whom the world hates so?
Because he love me more than all the world.

Forbid me not to weep; he was my father;
And, had you lov'd him half so well as I,
You could not bear his death thus patiently.

Goodness is beauty in the best estate.

Accurst be he that first invented war.

He that loves pleasure must for pleasure fall.

Hell strives with grace for conquest in my breast.
What shall I do to shun the snares of death?

Above our life we love a steadfast friend.

It is a comfort to the miserable to have comrades in misfortune, but it is a poor comfort after all.

Where both deliberate, the love is slight; Who ever lov'd, that lov'd not at first sight?

What nourishes me, destroys me

BARABAS: Why, I esteem the injury far less,
To take the lives of miserable men
Than be the causers of their misery.

KING EDWARD: But what is he whom rule and empery
Have not in life or death made miserable?

Fornication: but that was in another country; And besides, the wench is dead.

Honour is purchas'd by the deeds we do.

Confess and be hanged.

Make me immortal with a kiss.

Who hateth me but for my happiness? Or who is honored now but for his wealth? Rather had I, a Jew, be hated thus, Than pitied in a Christian poverty.

Religion! O Diabole! Fie, I am asham'd, however that I seem, To think a word of such simple sound, Of such great matter should be made the ground.

Fools that will laugh on earth, most weep in hell.

Who ever loved that loved not at first sight?

He must have a long spoon that eats with the devil.

Look, look, master, here comes two religious caterpillars.

MACHEVILL: I count religion but a childish toy,
And hold there is no sin but ignorance.

TAMBURLAINE: Live still, my love, and so conserve my life,
Or, dying, be the author of my death.

FAUSTUS: Bell, book and candle, candle, book and bell,
Forward and backward, to curse Faustus to hell.

Nothing violent, oft have I heard tell, can be permanent.

Goodness is beauty in its best mistake

Think'st thou heaven is such a glorious thing?
I tell thee, 'tis not so fair as thou
Or any man that breathes on earth.

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

Blood is the god of war's rich livery.

Love is a golden bubble full of dreams,
That waking breaks, and fills us with extremes.

---From "Hero and Leander, Sestiad III

And 'tis a pretty toy to be a poet.

I am Envy ... I cannot read and therefore wish all books burned.

All places shall be hell that are not heaven.

There is no sin but ignorance.