The will of Zeus was accomplished.
Then looking at him darkly resourceful Odysseus spoke to him: “What is this word that broke through the fence of your teeth, Atreides?”
Victory passes back and forth between men.
Man, supposing you and I, escaping this battle, would be able to live on forever, ageless, immortal, so neither would I myself go on fighting in the foremost, nor would I urge you into the fighting where men win glory. But now, seeing that the spirits of death stand close about us in their thousands, no man can turn aside or escape them, let us go on and win glory for ourselves, or yield it to others.
Among all creatures that breathe on earth and crawl on it there is not anywhere a thing more dismal than man is.
I have gone through what no other mortal on earth has gone through; I put my lips to the hands of the man who has killed my children.
And you, old sir, we are told you prospered once.