It is better to watch people do stuff than to do stuff.

Now from his breast into the eyes the ache of longing mounted, and he wept at last, his dear wife, clear and faithful, in his arms, longed for as the sunwarmed earth is longed for by a swimmer spent in rough water where his ship went down under Poseidon's blows, gale winds and tons of sea. Few men can keep alive through a big serf to crawl, clotted with brine, on kindly beaches in joy, in joy, knowing the abyss behind: and so she too rejoiced, her gaze upon her husband, her white arms round him pressed as though forever.

I have no interest at all in food and drink, but only in slaughter and blood and the agonized groans of mangled men

There is no greater glory that can befall a man that what he achieves with the speed of his feet or the strength of his hands.

Zeus most glorious and most great, Thundercloud, throned in the heavens! Let not the sun go down and the darkness come, until I cast down headlong the citadel of Priam in flames, and burn his gates with blazing fire, and tear to rags the shirt upon Hectors breast! May many of his men fall about him prone in the dust and bite the earth!

Being eaten by a crocodile is just like going to sleep...in a giant blender.

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