This is what extremely grieves us, that a man who never fought Should contrive our fees to pilfer, on who for his native land Never to this day had oar, or lance, or blister in his hand.

The truth is forced upon us, very quickly, by a foe.

These impossible women! How they do get around us! The poet was right: can't live with them, or without them!

To plunder, to lie, to show your arse, are three essentials for climbing high.

You cannot teach a crab to walk straight.

Lysistrata: Oh, Calonicé, my heart is on fire; I blush for our sex. Men will have it we are tricky and sly...Calonicé: And they are quite right, upon my word!Lysistrata: Yet, look you, when the women are summoned to meet for a matter of the last importance, they lie abed instead of coming.Calonicé: Oh, they will come, my dear; but 'tis not easy you know, for a woman to leave the house. One is busy pottering about her husband; another is getting the servant up; a third is putting her child asleep or washing the brat or feeding it.

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