These nights are endless, and a man can sleep through them, or he can enjoy listening to stories, and you have no need to go to bed before it is time. Too much sleep is only a bore. And of the others, any one whose heart and spirit urge him can go outside and sleep, and then, when the dawn shows, breakfast first, then go out to tend the swine of our master. But we two, sitting here in the shelter, eating and drinking, shall entertain each other remembering and retelling our sad sorrows. For afterwards a man who has suffered much and wandered much has pleasure out of his sorrows.

If you don't like your job, you don't strike! You just go in every day, and do it really half assed. That's the American way.

I'm satisfied. It's straight,...but it's just so hot, and I'm just so fraustrated.

The outcome of the war is in our hands; the outcome of words is in the council.

All deaths are hateful to miserable mortals, but the most pitiable death of all is to starve.

The rest were vulgar deaths unknown to fame.

Pffft, English. Who needs that? I'm never going to England.