Evil events from evil causes spring.

The old are in a second childhood.

Why, I'd like nothing better than to achieve some bold adventure, worthy of our trip.

When men drink wine they are rich, they are busy, they push lawsuits, they are happy, they are friends.

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.

I saw a cavalry captain buy vegetable soup on horseback. He carried the whole mess home in his helmet.

Quickly, bring me a beaker of wine, so that I may wet my mind and say something clever.