Young men's minds are always changeable, but when an old man is concerned in a matter, he looks both before and after.

By turns the nine delight to sing

I wish that strife would vanish away from among gods and mortals, and gall, which makes a man grow angry for all his great mind, that gall of anger that swarms like smoke inside of a man's heart and becomes a thing sweeter to him by far than the dripping of honey.

She sent him a warm and gentle wind, and Lord Odysseus was happy as he set his sails to catch the breeze. He sat beside the steering oar and used his skill to steer the raft.

For never, never, wicked man was wise.

For I am yearning to visit the limits of the all-nurturing Earth, and Oceans, from whom the gods are sprung.

If you are very valiant, it is a god, I think, who gave you this gift.