The Old Are In A Second Childhood.

To Win The People, Always Cook Them Some Savoury That Pleases Them.

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.

Weak Mortals, Chained To The Earth, Creatures Of Clay As Frail As The Foliage Of The Woods, You Unfortunate Race, Whose Life Is But Darkness, As Unreal As A Shadow, The Illusion Of A Dream.

Evil Events From Evil Causes Spring, And What You Suffer Flows From What You've Done.

By Words The Mind Is Winged.