Agrippa: Royal wench!
She made great Caesar lay his sword to bed.
He plowed her, and she cropped.
Enobarbus: I will praise any man that will praise me, though it cannot be denied what I have done by land.
Cleopatra: I have immortal longings in me.
Lepidus: But small to greater matters must give way.
Enobarbus: To be furious is to be frighted out of fear.
Enobarbus: Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale her infinite variety.
Countryman: I know that a woman is a dish for the gods, if the devil dress her not.
Charmian: Tempt him not so too far. I wish, forbear.
In time we hate that which we often fear.
Charmian: By your most gracious pardon,
I sing but after you.
Cleopatra: My salad days,
When I was green in judgment, cold in blood,
To say as I said then.