Words give wings to the mind and make a man soar to heaven.

Calonice: My dear Lysistrata, just what is this matter you've summoned us women to consider.What's up? Something big? Lysistrata: Very big. Calonice: (interested) Is it stout too? Lysistrata: (smiling) Yes, indeed -- both big and stout. Calonice: What? And the women still haven't come? Lysistrata: It's not what you suppose; they'd come soon enough for that.

Have you ever, looking up, seen a cloud like to a Centaur, a Part, or a Wolf, or a Bull?

[Y]ou [man] are fool enough, it seems, to dare to war with [woman=] me, when for your faithful ally you might win me easily.

You cannot make a crab walk straight.

Times change. The vices of your age are stylish today.

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