Cleopatra: How DARE you and the rest of your barbarians set fire to my library! Play conqueror all you want, Mighty Caesar! Rape, murder, pillage thousands, even millions of human beings! But neither you nor any other barbarian has the right to destroy one human thought!
Cleopatra: You come before me as a suppliant.
Antony: If you choose to regard me as such.
Cleopatra: I do. You will therefore assume the position of a suppliant before this throne. You will kneel.
Antony: I will *what*?
Antony: You dare ask the Proconsul of the Roman Empire?
Cleopatra: I *asked* it of Julius Caesar. I *demand* it of you!
Cleopatra: [Kicks cushion from throne to Caesar, to get him to kneel] You have such bony knees.
Cleopatra: A woman too must make the barren land fruitful. She must make life grow where there was no life. Just as the Mother Nile feeds and replenishes the Earth, I am the Nile. I will bear many sons. Isis has told me. My breasts are full of love and life. My hips are rounded and well apart. Such women, they say, have sons.
Marc Antony: Your tongue is old, but sharp, Cicero. Be careful how you waggle it. One day it will cut off your head.
Julius Caesar: [speaking of the Grand Eunuch] ... a position not acquired without some, shall we say, sacrifices?
Octavian: Is that how one says it? As simply as that. "Mark Antony is dead. Lord Antony is dead." "The soup is hot; the soup is cold." "Antony is living; Antony is dead." Shake with terror when such words pass your lips, for fear they be untrue and Antony'd cut out your tongue for the lie! And if true, for your lifetime boast that you were honored to speak his name even in death. The dying of such a man, must be shouted, screamed! It must echo back from the corners of the universe. "Antony is dead! Mark Antony of Rome lives no more!"
Agrippa: Well versed in the natural sciences and mathematics. She speaks seven languages proficiently. Were she not a woman one would consider her to be an intellectual.
Agrippa: Was this well done of your lady?
Charmian: Extremely well, befitting the last of so many noble rulers.
Cleopatra: [admiring his armor] And I find what you're wearing most becoming. Greek, isn't it?
Antony: I have a fondness for almost all Greek things.
Cleopatra: [referring to her Macedonian ancestry] As an almost all-Greek thing, I'm flattered.
Marc Antony: [his last words] A kiss... to take my breath away...
Julius Caesar: You all look so impressive. Any one of you could be king.
Pothinus: His Majesty King Ptolemy, kindred of Horus and Ra, beloved of Thoth...
Julius Caesar: Et cetera, et cetera; you welcome me. And I, Gaius Julius Caesar, Consul of the Roman Senate, Pontifex Maximus, et cetera, et cetera, thank you.
Julius Caesar: Two hours until dawn. We will hold where we are.
Agrippa: And what happens at dawn?
Julius Caesar: I thought you knew. The sun comes up.
[Last lines. Following Cleopatra's suicide]
Agrippa: Was this well done of your lady?
High Priestess: Extremely well. As befitting the last of so many noble rulers.
Narrator: [Repeating the previous lines] And the Roman asked, "Was this well done of your lady?" And the servant answered, "Extremely well. As befitting the last of so many noble rulers."
Antony: Queens. Queens. Strip them naked as any other woman, they are no longer queens.
Rufio: It is also difficult to tell the rank of a naked general. Generals without armies are naked indeed.
Julius Caesar: Germanicus! A guard to escort Queen Cleopatra to her apartments.
Cleopatra: The corridors are dark gentlemen, but you mustn't be afraid. I am with you.
Julius Caesar: [after the execution of Pothinus] Return Apollodorus's dagger to him, but clean it first. It has Pothinus all over it.
Germanicus: [in the Senate of Rome] Antony! Stay not too long in Alexandria!
[general laughter from the rest of the Senate]
Caesar Augustus: Germanicus, stay not too long in Rome.
[the Senate laughs even louder as Germanicus leaves]
Marc Antony: This son of Caesar, does it upset you?
Caesar Augustus: No.
Marc Antony: You were so shut at the mouth just now one would think your words were are precious to you as your gold.
Caesar Augustus: Like my gold, I used them where they are worth most.
Marc Antony: Ah! And your virtue?
[Leans over to him]
Marc Antony: My friend has a friend.
Caesar Augustus: That too.
Julius Caesar: [to Cleopatra] You, a descendant of generations of inbred, incestuous, mental defectives!
Antony: What has angered you? That I dealt with Octavian however I could, or that I married his sister to do it? Jealousy or politics, which?
Cleopatra: Both! And damn you for not understanding either!
Antony: It would not occur to me to look to you for instruction.
Cleopatra: Which is why you have come back chained to Octavian like a slave. And with such an exquisite set of chains. So softly spoken, so virtuous! She sleeps, I hear, fully-clothed!
Julius Caesar: Ah, yes. I seem to recall some mention of an obsession you have about your divinity... Isis, is it not?
Cleopatra: I shall have to insist that you mind what you say. I AM Isis. I am worshipped by millions who believe it. You are not to confuse what I am with the so-called divine origin which every Roman general seems to acquire together with his shield. It was, uh, Venus you chose to be descended from, wasn't it?
Cleopatra: I will not be told where I can go and where I cannot go!
Cleopatra: Catullus doesn't approve of you. Why haven't you had him killed?
Julius Caesar: Because *I* approve of *him.*
[as they begin eating on Cleopatra's barge]
Marc Antony: Fabulous feast.
Cleopatra: One is so limited when one travels by ship.
Cleopatra: The way to prevent war is to be ready for it!
Sosigenes: Have 300 warships ever been built for war without war?
Marc Antony: Why are you not dead? Why do you live? How do you live? Why do you not lie at the deepest hole of the sea, bloodless, and bloated, and at peace with honorable death?
Agrippa: Nothing bores me so much as an intellectual!
Julius Caesar: Makes a better admiral of you, Agrippa.
Cleopatra: There are never enough hours in the days of a queen, and her nights have too many.
Julius Caesar: Why should the eyes of a statue always be without life?
Antony: You know it's possible Octavian that when you die... You will die without ever having been alive.