He is greedy of life who is not willing to die when the world is perishing around him.
If a man does not know to what port he is steering, no wind is favorable to him. Ignoranti quem portum petat, nullus suus ventus est.
Nothing is more honorable than a grateful heart.
You cease to be afraid when you cease to hope; for hope is accompanied by fear.
Apples taste sweetest when they're going.
We haven't time to spare to hear whether it was between Italy and Sicily that he ran into a storm or somewhere outside the world we know-when every day we're running into our own storms, spiritual storms, and driven by vice into all the troubles that Ulysses ever knew.