Antony: Cleopatra, my love! Why did you turn your ship from the fight? All your galleys have scattered - run before the foe - and just when the battle was almost won!
Cleopatra: I believed the battle was lost. Oh, do not blame me - what do I know of war?
Antony: But what about love - ours? If the worst came, we had sworn to die together.
Cleopatra: Aren't we together now, Antony?
Antony: With shame on our names.
Cleopatra: But with love for each other in our hearts. Believe me, my galley is swift. The Romans will not catch us. Come close to me, Antony.

Marquis de Varennes: They protest they have no bread, Your Majesty!
Marie Antoinette: No bread indeed. Let them eat cake!

Indian Chief: How.
Peter Minuit: Three minutes, and leave 'em in the shell.