Blame the guy who doesn't speak Engish.

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.

The leader, mingling with the vulgar host, Is in the common mass of matter lost.

When you're in my house you shall do as I do and believe who I believe in. So Bart butter your bacon.

Zeus it seems has given us from youth to old age a nice ball of wool to wind-nothing but wars upon wars until we shall perish every one.

Nothing in the world is so incontinent as a man's accursed appetite.

Trying is the first step toward failure.