Infinite Riches In A Little Room.

Nothing Violent, Oft Have I Heard Tell, Can Be Permanent.

All Places Are Alike, And Every Earth Is Fit For Burial.

Who Ever Loved That Loved Not At First Sight?

It Lies Not In Our Power To Love Or Hate, For Will In Us Is Overruled By Fate.

Faustus. [stabbing His Arm.] Lo, Mephistophilis, For Love Of Thee, I Cut Mine Arm, And With My Proper Blood Assure My Soul To Be Great Lucifer's, Chief Lord And Regent Of Perpetual Night!