In sweet water there is a pleasure ungrudged by anyone.
If you give up your quiet life, the bow of Cupid will lose its power.
Seeking is all very well, but holding requires greater talent: Seeking involves some luck; now the demand is for skill.
My intention is to tell of bodies changed into new forms.
Women's words are as light as the doomed leaves whirling in autumn, Easily swept by the wind, easily drowned by the wave.
In our play we reveal what kind of people we are.