Was this the face that launched a thousand ships, and burnt the topless towers of Ileum?

Things that are not at all, are never lost.

What feeds me destroys me.

He must have a long spoon that eats with the devil.

What art thou Faustus, but a man condemned to die?

I count religion but a childish toy, and hold there is no sin but ignorance.

I am Envy, begotten of a chimney-sweeper and an oyster-wife. I cannot read, and therefore wish all books were burnt; I am lean with seeing others eat - O that there would come a famine through all the world, that all might die, and I live alone; then thou should'st see how fat I would be! But must thou sit and I stand? Come down, with a vengeance!