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.
Chorus of women:  Oh! My good, gallant Lysistrata, and all my friends, be ever like a bundle of nettles; never let you anger slacken; the wind of fortune blown our way.
Chorus of old men: How true the saying: 'Tis impossible to live with the baggages, impossible to live without 'em.
Time, which sees all things, has found you out.
Liste, if you think stubbornness deprived of intelligence is a worth-while possession, you are out of your mind. Sophocles Oedipus The King