All women are ambitious naturallie
You must be proud, bold, pleasant, resolute, And now and then stab, as occasion serves.
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!
I am Envy...I cannot read and therefore wish all books burned.
What art thou Faustus, but a man condemned to die?
Had I as many souls as there be stars, I'd give them all for Mephistopheles!