y, visitándome en sueños, me alegrarás, pues a los seres queridos, aun de noche, dulce es verlos, sea el tiempo que sea. - Euripides

Helen: What happened in my heart, to make me leave my home
And my own land, to follow where a stranger led?
Rail at the goddess; be more resolute than Zeus,
Who holds power over all other divinities
But is himself the slave of love. Show Aphrodite
Your indignation; me, pardon and sympathy. Hecabe: No; Paris was an extremely handsome man – one look,
And your appetite became your Aphrodite. Why,
Men's lawless lusts are all called love – it's a confusion
Easily made.

Mars hates those who delay; but if you fear the weight of arms, now then go forth unarmed,

[...] we women are the most pathetic. First of all, we have to buy a husband. Spend vast amounts of money, just to get a master for our body – to add insult to injury.