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• Was this the face that launch'd a thousand ships, And burnt the topless towers of Ilium?
  Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss! Her lips suck forth my soul...
• Cut is the branch that might have grown full straight, And burned is Apollo's laurel bough, That sometime grew within this learned man.
  -- Christopher Marlowe (1565-1593) -- Faustu...
• When all the world dissolves, And every creature shall be purified, All places shall be hell that are not heaven.
  -- Christopher Marlowe (1565-1593) -- Faustu...
• 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, "Doctor Faustu...
• There is no sin but ignorance. -- Christopher Marlowe
• And I will make thee beds of roses And a thousand fragrant posies.
  -- Christopher Marlowe (1565-1593) -- The Passionate Shepherd to his Love...
• Oh! greatness! thou art a flattering dream, A wat'ry bubble, lighter than the air. -- Tracy
• There is no sin but ignorance. -- Christopher Marlowe (1564-1593)
• Now will I show myself to have more of the serpent than the dove
  -- Christopher Marlowe (1565-1593) -- The Jew of Malta, Act ii...