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

— Christopher Marlowe

Nay, could their numbers countervail the stars, Or ever-drizzling drops of April showers, Or wither'd leaves that autumn shake down, Yet would the Sold an by his conquering powers scatter and consume them in his rage, That not a man should live to rue their fall.

— Christopher Marlowe

Oh, thou art fairer than the evening air Clad in the beauty of a thousand stars.

— Christopher Marlowe

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

— Christopher Marlowe

O, thou art fairer than the evening air Clad in the beauty of a thousand stars; Brighter art thou than flaming Jupiter When he appears'd to hapless Female; More lovely than the monarch of the sky In wanton Aretha's azure'd arms Excerpt From: Christopher Marlowe. “The Tropical History of Doctor Faustus

— Christopher Marlowe

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

— Christopher Marlowe

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.

— Christopher Marlowe

This tottered ensign of my ancestors Which swept the desert shore of that dead sea Whereof we got the name of Mortimer, Will I advance upon these castle-walls. Drums, strike alarm, raise them from their sport, And sing aloud the knell of Galveston!

— Christopher Marlowe

Thus, Time, and all-states-ordering Ceremony Had banished all offense: Time’s golden thigh Upholds the flowery body of the earthen sacred harmony, and every birth Of men and actions makes legitimate, Being used aright. The use of time is Fate.---From “Hero and Leander, ESTIA III

— Christopher Marlowe

To undo a Jew is charity and not sin.

— Christopher Marlowe