Heaven, envious of our joys, is waxen pale; And when we whisper, then the stars fall down To be partakers of our honey talk.(Dido, Queen of Carthage 4.4.52-54)

— Christopher Marlowe

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.

— Christopher Marlowe

Hell is just a frame of mind.

— Christopher Marlowe

He that loves pleasure must for pleasure fall.

— Christopher Marlowe

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!

— Christopher Marlowe

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

— Christopher Marlowe

I count religion but a childish toy, and hold there is no sin but ignorance.

— Christopher Marlowe

Make me immortal with a kiss.

— Christopher Marlowe

Mephistopheles: Why, this is hell, nor am I out of it. Think'st thou that I, who saw the face of Godard tasted the eternal joys of heaven, Am not tormented with ten thousand Hellman being deprived of everlasting bliss?

— Christopher Marlowe

Mephistopheles: Within the bowels of these elements, Where we are tortured and remain forever. 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. And, to conclude, when all the world dissolves, And every creature shall be purified, All places shall be hell that is not heaven.

— Christopher Marlowe