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

“Magistrate: May I die a thousand deaths ere I obey one who wears a veil!Lysistrata: If that's all that troubles you, here take my veil, wrap it round your head, and hold your tounge. Then take this basket; put on a girdle, card wool, munch beans. The War shall be women's business.”

“By words the mind is winged.”

“Open your mind before your mouth”

“Lysistrata: "Calonice, it's more than I can bear,I am hot all over with blushes for our sex.Men say we're slippery rogues--"Calonice: "And aren't they right?”

“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.”

“Chorus of old men: How true the saying: 'Tis impossible to live with the baggages, impossible to live without 'em.”