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We control fifty percent of a relationship. We influence one hundred percent of it.
Christopher Marlowe
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Christopher Marlowe
Age: 29 †
Born: 1564
Born: February 23
Died: 1593
Died: May 30
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You stars that reigned at my nativity, whose influence hath allotted death and hell.
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I'm armed with more than complete steel, - The justice of my quarrel.
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There is no sin but ignorance.
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Where both deliberate, the love is slight: Who ever lov'd, that lov'd not at first sight?
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Till swollen with cunning, of a self-conceit, His waxen wings did mount above his reach, And, melting, Heavens conspir'd his overthrow.
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Honour is purchas'd by the deeds we do.
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All women are ambitious naturallie
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Excess of wealth is cause of covetousness.
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I am Envy, begotten of a chimney-sweeper and an oyster-wife. I cannot read, and therefore wish all books were burnt I am lean with seeing others eat - O that there would come a famine through all the world, that all might die, and I live alone then thou should'st see how fat I would be! But must thou sit and I stand? Come down, with a vengeance!
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Infinite riches in a little room.
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Cut is the branch that might have grown full straight, And burned is Apollo's laurel bough, That sometime grew within this learned man. Faustus is gone.
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Live and die in Aristotle's works.
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Fornication: but that was in another country And besides, the wench is dead.
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What are kings, when regiment is gone, but perfect shadows in a sunshine day?
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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.
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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.
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Confess and be hanged.
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