And when long years and seasons wheeling brought around that point of time ordained for him to make his passage homeward, trials and dangers, even so, attended him even in Ithaca, near those he loved.
It is the bold man who every time does best, at home or abroad.
Who love too much, hate in the like extreme.
The gods give to mortals not everything at the same time.
I would rather be tied to the soil as a serf... than be king of all these dead and destroyed.
The lot of man-to suffer and die.