Quote by Christopher Marlowe Download Open image ““Hell and confusion light upon their heads.”” — Christopher Marlowe ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.9 out of 5 (10 ratings) Copy quoteShare
“I don't know where I am- somewhere between heaven and hell, a place of utter terror and endless confusion.” — Leigh Hershkovich Copy Share Image
“Each of us was completely oblivious as to how much things were about to go to hell.” — Kimberly Gourgon Copy Share Image
“There is no hell...Each man, when he dies, sees the landscape of his own soul.” — Martine Leavitt Copy Share Image
“What I don't think has been talked about is the fact that in order to be Hell, the people in Hell could never be… — Denis Johnson Copy Share Image
“No more messing around with Hell. They play for keeps.’ ‘So does Heaven.” — Jana Oliver Copy Share Image
“Oh, you know...staring down fear, laughing in the face of death, taking a ride in Hell, and in general, testing the waters of the… — Jenn Cooksey Copy Share Image
“The torments of my mind and the source of my hell now fit into a prescribed form. They had always had a name.” — Bethany Pierce Copy Share Image
“O, thou art fairer than the evening air Clad in the beauty of a thousand stars; Brighter art thou than flaming Jupiter When he… — Christopher Marlowe Copy Share Image
“The mightiest kings have had their minions; Great Alexander loved Hephaestion, The conquering Hercules for Hylas wept; And for Patroclus, stern Achilles drooped. And… — Christopher Marlowe Copy Share Image
“Till swollen with cunning, of a self-conceit, His waxen wings did mount above his reach, And melting heavens conspired his overthrow.” — Christopher Marlowe Copy Share Image
Ah fair Zenocrate, divine Zenocrate, Fair is too foul an epithet for thee. — Christopher Marlowe Copy Share Image
That perfect bliss and sole felicity, the sweet fruition of an earthly crown. — Christopher Marlowe Copy Share Image
If we say that we have no sin, We deceive ourselves, and there's no truth in us. Why then belike we must sin, And… — Christopher Marlowe Copy Share Image
O soul, be changed into little waterdrops, / And fall into the ocean, ne'er be found! — Christopher Marlowe Copy Share Image
“In summers heate and mid-time of the day To rest my limbes upon a bed I lay, One window shut, the other open stood,… — Christopher Marlowe Copy Share Image
“The sight of London to my exiled eyes Is as Elysium to a new-come soul.” — Christopher Marlowe Copy Share Image
