What Unlooked-for Things Do Happen, To Be

It Is The Compelling Power Of Great Thoughts And Ideas To Engender Phrases Of Equal Size.

Full Of Wiles, Full Of Guile, At All Times, In All Ways, Are The Children Of Men.

Hunger Knows No Friend But Its Feeder.

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.

The Gods, My Dear Simple Fellow, Are A Mere Expression Coined By Vulgar Superstition. We Frown Upon Such Coinage Here.