Christopher Marlowe Quotes

“A third...candidate for Shakespearean authorship was Christopher Marlowe. He was the right age (just two months older than Shakespeare), had the requisite talent, and would certainly have had ample leisure after 1593, assuming he wasn't too dead to work.”
― Bill Bryson, Shakespeare: The World as Stage

“The mightiest kings have had their minions; Great Alexander loved Hephaestion, The conquering Hercules for Hylas wept; And for Patroclus, stern Achilles drooped. And not kings only, but the wisest men: The Roman Tully loved Octavius, Grave Socrates, wild Alcibiades.”
― Christopher Marlowe, Edward II

“God Is, Lucifer is a devil, and there is a Hell.”
― E.A. Bucchianeri, Faust: My Soul be Damned for the World, Vol. 1

“Thus, Marlowe posed the silent question: could aspiring Icarus be happy with a toilsome life on land managing a plough with plodding oxen having once tasted the weightless bliss of flight?”
― E.A. Bucchianeri, Faust: My Soul Be Damned for the World

“Blessed tree and blessed birds, that were to be neither saved nor damned.”
― Anthony Burgess, A Dead Man in Deptford

“... the lofty mind of man can be imprisoned by the artifices of its own making.”
― E.A. Bucchianeri, Faust: My Soul Be Damned for the World

“The only thing that had truly stuck in Sherman's mind about Christopher Marlowe, after nine years at Buckley, four years at St. Paul's, and four years at Yale, was that you were, in fact, supposed to know who Christopher Marlowe was.”
― Tom Wolfe, The Bonfire of the Vanities

“For a brazen Libertine, an adulterer, a sodomite, an atheist, a fornicator, rakehell, heretic, godless playmaker and debaucher of innocents, you’re a sorry state of affairs.”
― Elizabeth Bear, Ink and Steel

“(Marlowe's) Faustus stubbornly reverts to his atheistic beliefs and continues his elementary pagan re-education ~ the inferno to him is a 'place' invented by men.”
― E.A. Bucchianeri, Faust: My Soul Be Damned for the World

“Some swore he was a maid in man's attire,
For in his looks were all that men desire,
A pleasant smiling cheeke, a speaking eye,
A brow for loveto banquet roiallye,
And such as knew he was a man would say,
Leander, thou art made for amorous play:
Why art thou not in love and lov'd of all?”
― Deborah Harkness, Shadow of Night