Yea, and if some god shall wreck me in the wine-dark deep, even so I will endure… For already have I suffered full much, and much have I toiled in perils of waves and war. Let this be added to the tale of those.

Even the bravest cannot fight beyond his power

It is not right to exult over slain men.

I, for one, know of no sweeter sight for a man's eyes than his own country.

Who ne'er knew salt, or heard the billows roar.

Restrain yourself... and gloat in silence. I'll have no jubilation here. It is an impious thing to exult over the slain.

Trying is the first step toward failure.