So the immortals spun our lives that we, we wretched men live on to bear such torments-the gods live free of sorrows. There are two great jars that stand on the floor of Zeus’s halls and hold his gifts, our miseries one, the other blessings. When Zeus who loves the lightning mixes gifts for a man, now he meets with misfortune, now good times in turn.

— Homer

Homer Quotes

I have endured what no one on earth has endured before. I kissed the hands of the man who killed my son.

— Homer

Tell me about a complicated man.

— Homer

With that, the owl-eyed goddess flew away like a bird, up through the smoke.

— Homer

As it is, you lie mangled here, and my heart rejects all thought of food. Not that I lack it. I lack you.

— Homer

The Iliad, said Aristotle, is pathetic and simple; the Odyssey is ethical and mixed.

— Homer

What are they here – violent, savage, lawless? or friendly to strangers, god-fearing men?

— Homer

So the immortals spun our lives that we, we wretched men live on to bear such torments-the gods live free of sorrows. There are two great jars that stand on the floor of Zeus’s halls and hold his gifts, our miseries one, the other blessings. When Zeus who loves the lightning mixes gifts for a man, now he meets with misfortune, now good times in turn.

— Homer

But it gained us nothing – what good can come of grief?

— Homer

They burst into cries, wailing, streaming live tears that gained us nothing – what good can come of grief?

— Homer

There I sacked the city, killed the men, but as for the wives and plunder, that rich haul we dragged away from the place –.

— Homer

We’re glad to say we’re men of Atrides Agamemnon, whose fame is the proudest thing on earth these days, so great a city he sacked, such multitudes he killed!

— Homer

By god, I’d rather slave on earth for another man – some dirt-poor tenant farmer who scrapes to keep alive – than rule down here over all the breathless dead.

— Homer

Athena stroked Odysseus with her wand. She shriveled the supple skin on his lithe limbs, stripped the russet curls from his head, covered his body top to toe with the wrinkled hide of an old man and dimmed the fire in his eyes, so shining once. She turned his shirt and cloak into squalid rags, ripped and filthy, smeared with grime and soot. She flung over this the long pelt of a bounding deer, 500 rubbed bare, and gave him a staff and beggar’s sack, torn and tattered, slung from a fraying rope.

— Homer

So the other gods as well as chariot-fighting men slept through the night;.

— Homer

Now the gods were seated in assembly by Zeus.

— Homer

In the war of Troy, the Greeks having sacked some of the neighbouring towns, and taken from thence two beautiful captives, Chryseis and Briseis, allotted the first to Agamemnon, and the last to Achilles.

— Homer

Then thus the blue-eyed maid: “O full of days!

— Homer

The child of morning, rosy-fingered Dawn, appeared.

— Homer

Human beings have short lives.330 If we are cruel, everyone will curse us during our life, and mock us when we die. The names of those who act with nobleness are brought by travelers across the world, and many people speak about their goodness.

— Homer

During the daytime I glut myself with sorrow and lament, having my own duties to see to, and my house-maidens’ work: but night falls and the world sleeps. Then I lie in my bed and the swarming cares so assail my inmost heart that I go distraught with misery.

— Homer
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