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.

First listen, my friend, and then you may shriek and bluster.

Comedy is allied to justice.

Old age is but a second childhood.

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

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

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