Evil events from evil causes spring.

The old are in a second childhood.

Chorus of women: [...] Oh! my good, gallant Lysistrata, and all my friends, be ever like a bundle of nettles; never let you anger slacken; the wind of fortune blown our way.

Love is merely the name for the desire and pursuit of the whole.

You vote yourselves salaries out of the public funds and care only for your own personal interests; hence the state limps along.

To win the people, always cook them some savoury that pleases them.

Open your mind before your mouth