Virtue is the fount whence honour springs. Christopher Marlowe founthonourspring Change image and share on social
All places are alike, and every earth is fit for burial. Christopher Marlowe alikeburialearth Change image and share on social
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 circumscribehathhell Change image and share on social
Above our life we love a steadfast friend. Christopher Marlowe friendlifelove Change image and share on social
