Hunger Is Insolent, And Will Be Fed.

Clanless, Lawless, Homeless Is He Who Is In Love With Civil War, That Brutal Ferocious Thing.

I Am A Part Of All That I Have Met. Yet, Experience Is An Arch Wherethro Gleams That Untravl'd World Whose Margin Fades Forever And Forever When I Move.

All Strangers And Beggars Are From Zeus, And A Gift, Though Small, Is Precious.

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.

Persuasive Speech, And More Persuasive Sighs, Silence That Spoke And Eloquence Of Eyes.