Quotes About Challenge

What followed for two hours was such an adventure as only wretched amateurs would indulge in...

all good stories must have religion, royalty, sex, and mystery. She figured she'd have a good two hours to read her Harlequin, said my grandmother. Well, little Suzy walked up to her desk one minute later, said she was finished, and handed her the paper. 'That's impossible,' said the teacher, who looked down and read the story: 'My god, said the Princess, I'm pregnant, whodunit?

A quick wrassle with a bear.

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 roaring seas and many a dark range of mountains lie between us.

By hook or by crook this peril too shall be something that we remember

You, you insolent brazen bitch—you really dare to shake that monstrous spear in Father's face?

A small rock holds back a great wave.

First she said we were to keep clear of the Sirens, who sit and sing most beautifully in a field of flowers; but she said I might hear them myself so long as no one else did. Therefore, take me and bind me to the crosspiece half way up the mast; bind me as I stand upright, with a bond so fast that I cannot possibly break away, and lash the rope's ends to the mast itself. If I beg and pray you to set me free, then bind me more tightly still.

I will stay with it and endure through suffering hardship and once the heaving sea has shaken my raft to pieces, then I will swim.

For I say there is no other thing that is worse than the sea is for breaking a man, even though he may a very strong one.

Tell me, Muse, of the man of many ways, who was driven far journeys

The gods are hard to handle — when they come blazing forth in their true power.

Getting out of jury duty is easy. The trick is to say you're prejudiced against all races.

Hyrtacides pummeled his thighs and groaned and bit his lip and said: O Father Zeus, you, even you, turn out to be a liar. [bk.12]

Weapons themselves can tempt a man to fight.

Sing to me of the man, Muse, the man of twists and turns, driven time and again off course, once he had plundered the hallowed heights of Troy.

I am going to stand against him now, though his hands are like flame, though his hands are like flame, and his heart like the shining of iron.

What is this word that broke through the fence of your teeth, Atreides?

The Odyssey puts us into a world that is a peculiar mixture of the strange and the familiar. The tension between strangeness and familiarity is in fact the poem's central subject.

The struggle itself [...] is enough to fill a man's heart. One must imagine Sisyphus happy.

Do not in this way, skilled though you be, godlike Achilles, try to trick me

He shook them and called out to the best men of the Argives to meet him in the mêlée face to face.

And if a god will wreck me yet again on the wine-dark sea, I can bear that too, with a spirit tempered to endure. Much have I suffered, labored long and hard by now in the waves and wars. Add this to the total-- bring the trial on!