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The Iliad
And loosing a savage yell, Hector led the way and
his captains followed close with unearthly cries and Trojan ranks behind
them crying shrill. But facing them the Achaean ranks cried back, not
forgetting their courage, braced hard for assault as the Trojans' bravest
charged and roars from both armies struck the high clear skies, the
lightning world of Zeus. -"Battling for the Ships," p. 368
The Iliad, credited to the Greek poet
Homer, dates back as far as at least the 7th century BC, and potentially
even later. For those that don't know (although everyone should) a major,
if not the major Greek myth surrounds the Trojan War, during which a
collection of Greek kings (or Achaean kings) laid siege to the city of
Troy (in present-day Turkey) for a period of ten years. The purpose of the
war was to win back Helen, the wife of Menelaus of Sparta, who was
spirited off by the Trojan prince Paris. The most famous figures in Greek
lore battle during the Trojan War, among them: Agamemnon, Achilles,
Odysseus, and Hector. The Iliad takes place during the ninth year
of the war, and covers roughly a period of twenty days, culminating in the
death of the Trojan hero Hector at the hands of Achilles. It is a
fantastic piece of work that serves as the foundation for all future
Western thought and is a must-read.
As I read The Iliad for a college class, I kept a log of some of
the better quotes from it, which I will reprint here. They are organized
thusly, except the "Miscellaneous" and "Gods" sections which
have an extra
"Speaker" column:
Quote |
Chapter and page
number. The poem is divided
into 24 "books," the page number is from Robert Fagles'
1990 translation. |
Here we go, I arranged them by doing the
miscellaneous
speakers first, then the gods, then the "heroes," then the
narrator. I also arranged the quotes by how much I like them (within each
section) from least to most...
Miscellaneous
Speaker
|
Quote |
Chapter and Page Number
|
Aeneas, Trojan general, to Apollo |
That is why no mortal can fight Achilles head-to-head: at every foray one of the gods goes with him, beating back his death. |
"Olympian Gods in Arms," p. 506 |
Phoenix, Achilles' mentor, to Achilles |
It's wrong to have such an iron, ruthless heart. Even the gods themselves can bend and change, and theirs is the greater power, honor, strength. Even the gods, I say, with incense, soothing vows, with full cups poured and the deep smoky savor men can bring them round, begging for pardon when one oversteps the mark, does something wrong. |
"The Embassy to Achilles," p.
268 |
Polydamas, Trojan general, to Hector |
Impossible man! Won't you listen to reason? Just because some god exalts you in battle you think you can beat the rest at tactics too. How can you hope to garner all the gifts at once? |
"Battling for the Ships," p.364 |
Aeneas, to Achilles |
A man's tongue is a glib and twisty thing...plenty of words there are, all kinds at its
command--with all the room in the world for talk to range and stray. |
"Olympian Gods in Arms," p. 511 |
Sarpedon, Trojan captain, to Hector |
Beware the toils of war...the mesh of the huge dragnet sweeping up the world, before you're trapped, your enemies' prey and plunder--soon they'll raze your sturdy citadel to the roots! All this should obsess you, Hector, night and day. |
"Diomedes Fights the Gods," p. 180
|
Epeus, Greek soldier |
How can a man be first in all events? |
"Funeral Games for Patroclus,"
p. 580 |
Glaucus, Trojan
captain, to Diomedes |
Like the generations of leaves, the lives of mortal men. Now the wind scatters the old leaves across the earth, now the living timber bursts with the new buds and spring comes round again. And so with men: as one generation comes to life, another dies away. |
"Hector Returns
to Troy," p. 200 |
Phoenix, to Achilles |
We do have Prayers, you know, Prayers for forgiveness, daughters of mighty Zeus...and they limp and halt, they're all wrinkled, drawn, they squint to the side, can't look you in the eye, and always bent on duty, trudging after Ruin, maddening, blinding Ruin. But Ruin is strong and swift--She outstrips them all by far, stealing a march, leaping over the whole wide earth to bring mankind to grief. And the Prayers trail after, trying to heal the wounds. And then, if a man reveres these daughters of Zeus as they draw near him, they will help him greatly and listen to his appeals. But if one denies them, turns them away, stiff-necked and harsh--off they go to the son of Cronus, Zeus, and pray that Ruin will strike the man down, crazed and blinded until he's paid the price. |
"The Embassy to Achilles," p.
268 |
Teucer, Greek archer, to Agamemnon |
Great field marshal, why bother to spur me on? I go all-out as it is. |
"The Tide of Battle Turns," p.
201 |
Aeneas, to Achilles |
Anger stirs up lies. |
"Olympian Gods in Arms," p. 511 |
Antilochus, Nestor's son, to Menelaus |
Well you know how the whims of youth break all the rules. Our wits quicker than wind, our judgment just as flighty. |
"Funeral Games for Patroclus," p. 577 |
Phoenix, to Achilles |
Harder to save the warships once they're up in flames. |
"The Embassy to Achilles," p.
271 |
Hippolochus, Glaucus' father, to
Glaucus |
Always be the best, my boy, the bravest, and hold your head up high above the others. Never disgrace the generations of your fathers. |
"Hector Returns
to Troy," p. 202 |
Sarpedon, to Glaucus |
Ah my friend, if you and I could escape this fray and live forever, never a trace of age, immortal, I would never fight on the front lines again or command you to the field where men win fame. But now, as it is, the fates of death await us, thousands poised to strike, and not a man alive can flee them or escape--so in we go for attack! Give our enemy glory or win it for ourselves! |
"The Trojans Storm the Rampart,"
p. 336-7 |
The Gods
Speaker
|
Quote |
Chapter and Page Number
|
Zeus |
Achilles is no madman, no reckless fool, not the one to
defy the gods' commands. |
"Achilles and Priam," p. 594 |
Hera |
The gods are hard to handle--when they come blazing forth in their true power. |
"Olympian Gods in Arms," p. 507 |
Thetis, to Iris |
A high decree of the Father must not come to nothing--whatever he commands. |
"Achilles and Priam," p. 591 |
Ares, to Zeus |
We everlasting gods...Ah what chilling blows we suffer--thanks to our own conflicting wills--whenever we show these mortal men some kindness. |
"Diomedes Fights the Gods," p.
193 |
Hephaestus, to
Olympian Assembly |
It's hard to fight the Olympian strength for strength. |
"The Rage of
Achilles," p. 97 |
Poseidon, to Idomeneus |
May that man, that coward never get home from Troy--let him linger here, ripping sport for the dogs, whoever shirks the fight while this day lasts. |
"Battling for the Ships," p. 349 |
Zeus |
There is nothing alive more agonized than man of all that breathe and crawl across the earth. |
"Menelaus' Finest Hour," p.457 |
Thetis, to Achilles |
No coward's work, to save your exhausted friends from headlong death. |
"The Shield of Achilles," p. 471 |
Hephaestus, to
Olympian Assembly |
No more joy for us in the sumptuous feast when riot rules the day. |
"The Rage of
Achilles," p. 97 |
Athena, to Zeus |
It is no small labor to rescue all mankind, every mother's son. |
"The Achaean Armies at Bay," p.
392 |
Poseidon, to Idomeneus |
The worst cowards, banded together, have their power but you and I have got the skill to fight their best! |
"Battling for the Ships," p. 349 |
Zeus, to Thetis |
No word or work of mine--nothing can be revoked, there is no treachery, nothing left unfinished once I bow my head to say it shall be done. |
"The Rage of Achilles," p. 95
|
Iris, to Helen |
Think of it: Paris and Menelaus loved by Ares go to fight it out with their rugged spears--all for you! |
"Helen Reviews the Champions,"
p. 133 |
Dione, to Aphrodite |
Doesn't the son of Tydeus know, down deep, the man who fights the gods does not live long? |
"Diomedes Fights the Gods," p.
177 |
The Heroes
Paris
Quote |
Chapter and Page Number
|
Nor do I think you'll find us short on courage, long as our strength will last. Past his strength no man can go, though he's set on mortal combat. |
"Battling for the Ships," p. 366 |
Menelaus
Quote |
Chapter and Page Number
|
Even a fool learns something once it hits him. |
"Menelaus' Finest Hour," p. 443 |
Where are the younger troops now we need them? |
"Marauding Through the Night," p.
282 |
Nestor
Quote |
Chapter and Page Number
|
No one can match the honors dealt a king. |
"The Rage of Achilles," p. 86 |
The gods won't give us all our gifts at once. |
"The Truce Erupts in War," p.
156 |
When the man leaps in the breach that way no one can blame or disobey him, no Achaean, not when he spurs the troops and gives commands. |
"Marauding Through the Night," p.
280 |
You, the bravest of all Achaeans--and not one with the spine to battle Hector face-to-face! |
"Ajax Duels with Hector," p. 219 |
It's skill, not brawn, that makes the finest woodsman. |
"Funeral Games
for Patroclus," p. 569 |
Telamonian Ajax
Quote |
Chapter and Page Number
|
No, no, it's not that we lack the skill in battle, it's
just the brutal lash of Zeus that beats us down. |
"Battling for the Ships," p. 367 |
Fight--the light of safety lies in our fighting hands, not spines gone soft in battle! |
"The Achaean Armies at Bay," p.
411 |
Quick, better to live or die, once and for all, than die by inches, slowly crushed to death--helpless against the hulls in the bloody press--by far inferior men! |
"The Achaean Armies at Bay," p.
404 |
Idomeneus
Quote |
Chapter and Page Number
|
I have no mind to sit it out in the shelters--what I love is battle! |
"Battling for the Ships," p. 349 |
The skin of the coward changes color all the time, he can't get a grip on himself, he can't sit still, he squats and rocks, shifting his weight from foot to foot, his heart racing, pounding inside the fellow's ribs, his teeth chattering--he dreads some grisly death. But the skin of the brave soldier never blanches. He's all control. Tense but no great fear. The moment he joins his comrades packed in ambush he prays to wade in carnage, cut-and-thrust at once. |
"Battling for the Ships," p. 350 |
On with it! No more standing round like bragging boys. |
"Battling for the Ships," p. 351 |
Odysseus
Quote |
Chapter and Page Number
|
It is no disgrace for a king to appease a man when the king himself was first to give offense. |
"The Champion Arms for Battle,"
p. 494 |
Who are you to wrangle with kings, you alone? |
"The Great Gathering of Armies,"
p. 107 |
How can all Achaeans be masters here in Troy? Too many kings can ruin an army--mob rule! Let
there be one commander, one master only. |
"The Great Gathering of Armies," p.
106 |
We must steel our hearts. Bury our dead, with tears for the day they die, not one day more. |
"The Champion Arms for Battle,"
p. 496 |
And all those left alive, after the hateful carnage, remember food and drink--so all the more fiercely we can fight our enemies, nonstop, no mercy, durable as the bronze that wraps our bodies. |
"The Champion Arms for Battle,"
p. 496 |
Death is your last worry. |
"Marauding Through the Night,"
p. 289 |
King Priam
Quote |
Chapter and Page Number
|
Back, come back! Inside the walls, my boy! Rescue the men of Troy and the Trojan women--don't hand the great glory to Peleus' son, bereft of your own sweet life yourself. |
"The Death of Hector," p. 543 |
If it is my fate to die by the beaked ships of Achaeans armed in bronze, then die I shall.
Let Achilles cut me down straightway--once I've caught my son in my arms and wept my fill! |
"Achilles and Priam," p. 596 |
Ah for a young man all looks fine and noble if he goes down in war, hacked to pieces under a slashing bronze blade--he lies there dead...but whatever death lays bare, all wounds are marks of great glory. When an old man's killed and the dogs go at the gray head and the gray beard and mutilate the genitals--that is the cruelest sight in all our wretched lives! |
"The Death of Hector," p. 544 |
I have endured what no one on earth has ever done before--I put to my lips the hands of the man who killed my son. |
"Achilles and Priam," p. 605 |
Helen
Quote |
Chapter and Page Number
|
Oh the two of us! Zeus planted a killing doom within us both, so even for generations still unborn we will live in song. |
"Hector Returns to Troy," p. 207 |
I wish I had been the wife of a better man, someone alive to outrage, the withering scorn of men. |
"Hector Returns to Troy," p. 207 |
There was a world...or was it all a dream? |
"The Great Gathering of Armies,"
p. 134 |
Agamemnon
Quote |
Chapter and Page Number
|
Better to flee from death than feel its grip. |
"Hera Outflanks Zeus," p. 372 |
I've never seen or heard tell of a single man wreaking so much havoc in one day as Hector, Zeus's favorite, wreaks against our troops, and all on his own--no son of god or goddess. He's made a slaughter, I tell you. Pain for Achaeans, enough to last us down the years to come...what blows he's dealt our men! |
"Marauding Through the Night,"
p. 278 |
Father Zeus has lopped the crowns of a thousand cities, true, and Zeus will lop still more--his power is too great. |
"The Embassy to Achilles," p.
252 |
Only the god of death is so relentless, Death submits to no one--so mortals hate him most of all the gods. |
"The Embassy to Achilles," p.
256 |
Don't you recognize Agamemnon? The one man, past all
others, Zeus has plunged in troubles, year in, year out, for as long as
the life breath fills my lungs and the spring in my knees will lift me. |
"Marauding Through the Night,"
p. 279 |
A god impels all things to their fulfillment: Ruin, eldest daughter of Zeus, she blinds us all, that fatal madness--she with those delicate feet of hers, never touching the earth, gliding over the heads of men to trap us all. She entangles one man, now another. Why, she and her frenzy blinded
Zeus one time, highest, greatest of men and gods. |
"The Champion Arms for Battle,"
p. 491 |
Not too proud now. We are the ones who ought to do the work. On our backs, from the day that we were born. |
"Marauding Through the Night,"
p. 278 |
Zeus, Zeus, god of greatness, god of glory...don't let the sun go down or the night descend on us! Not till I hurl the smoke-black halls of Priam headlong--torch his gates to blazing rubble! |
"The Great Gathering of Armies,"
p. 113 |
Now be men, my friends! Courage, come, take heart! Dread what comrades say of you here in bloody combat! When men dread that, more men come through alive--when soldiers break and run, good-bye glory, good-bye all defenses! |
"Diomedes Fights the Gods," p.
181 |
Patroclus
Quote |
Chapter and Page Number
|
What good will a man, even one in the next generation, get from you unless you defend the Argives from disaster? |
"Patroclus Fights and Dies," p.
413 |
Breathing room in war is all too brief. |
"Patroclus Fights and Dies," p.
413 |
Trust me, my friend, you'll never force the Trojans back from the corpse with a few stinging taunts--Earth will bury many a man before that. Come--the proof of battle is action, proof of words, debate. No time for speeches now, it's time to fight! |
"Patroclus Fights and Dies," p.
433 |
Diomedes
Quote |
Chapter and Page Number
|
Not a word of retreat. You'll never persuade me. It's not my nature to shrink from battle, cringe in fear with the fighting strength still steady in my chest. I shrink from mounting our chariot--no retreat--on foot as I am, I'll meet them man-to-man. Athena would never let me flinch. |
"Diomedes Fights the Gods," p.
172 |
When two work side-by-side, one or the other spots the opening first if a kill's at hand. When one looks out for himself, alert but alone, his reach is shorter--his sly moves miss the mark. |
"Marauding Through the Night,"
p. 284 |
Achilles
Quote |
Chapter and Page Number
|
One and the same lot for the man who hangs back and the man who battles hard. The same honor waits for the coward and the brave. They both go down to Death, the fighter who shirks, the one who works to exhaustion. |
"The Embassy to Achilles," p.
262 |
Mother tells me...that two fates bear me on to the day of death. If I hold out here and I lay siege to Troy, my journey home is gone, but my glory never dies. If I voyage back to the fatherland I love, my pride, my glory dies...true, but the life that's left me will be long, the stroke of death will not come on me quickly. |
"The Embassy to Achilles," p.
265 |
It wasn't Trojan spearmen who brought me here to fight.
The Trojans never did me damage, not in the least...No, you colossal,
shameless--we all followed you [Agamemnon], to please you, to fight for
you, to win your honor back from the Trojans. |
"The Rage of Achilles," p. 82 |
My honors never equal yours [Agamemnon's], whenever we sack some wealthy Trojan stronghold--my arms bear the brunt of the raw, savage fighting, true, but when it comes to dividing up the plunder the lion's share is yours, and back I go to my ships, clutching some scrap, some pittance that I love, when I have fought to exhaustion. |
"The Rage of Achilles," p. 83 |
When one man attempts to plunder a man his equal, to commandeer a prize, exulting so in his own power. That's the pain that wounds me, suffering such humiliation. |
"Patroclus Fights and Dies," p.
414 |
I hate that man like the very Gates of Death who says one thing but hides another in his heart. |
"The Embassy to Achilles," p.
262 |
I say no wealth is worth my life! ...A man's life breath cannot come back again--no raiders in force, no trading brings it back, once it slips through a man's clenched teeth. |
"The Embassy to Achilles," p.
265 |
Enough. Let bygones be bygones now. Done is done. How on earth can a man rage on forever? |
"Patroclus Fights and Dies," p.
414 |
You talk of food? I have no taste for food--what I really crave is slaughter and blood and the choking groans of men! |
"The Champion Arms for Battle,"
p. 495 |
My spirit rebels--I've lost the will to live, to take my stand in the world of men. |
"The Shield of Achilles," p. 470 |
Agamemnon--was it better for both of us, after all, for you and me to rage at each other, raked by anguish, consumed by heartsick strife, all for a young girl? |
"The Champion Arms for Battle,"
p. 490 |
If only strife could die from the lives of gods and men and anger that drives the sanest man to flare in outrage--bitter gall, sweeter than dripping streams of honey, that swarms in people's chests and blinds like smoke. |
"The Shield of Achilles," p. 471 |
Despite my anguish I will beat it down, the fury mounting inside me, down by force. |
"The Shield of Achilles," p. 471 |
Not even Heracles fled his death, for all his power. |
"The Shield of Achilles," p. 471 |
It's wrong to keep on raging, heart inflamed forever. |
"The Champion Arms for Battle,"
p. 490 |
There are no binding oaths between men and lions--wolves and lambs can enjoy no meeting of the minds. |
"The Death of Hector," p. 550 |
What good's to be won from tears that chill the spirit? |
"Achilles and Priam," p. 605 |
Then let me die at once since it was not my fate to save my dearest comrade from his death! |
"The Shield of Achilles," p. 470 |
Hector
Quote |
Chapter and Page Number
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All this weighs on my mind too, dear woman. But I would die of shame to face the men of Troy and the Trojan women trailing their long robes if I would shrink from battle now, a coward. Nor does the spirit urge me on that way. I've learned it all too well. To stand up bravely, always to fight in the front ranks of Trojan soldiers, winning my father great glory, glory for myself. For in my heart and soul I also know this well: the day will come when sacred Troy must die, Priam must die and all his people with him, Priam who hurls the strong ash spear. |
"Hector Returns to Troy," p. 210 |
Come, let us give each other gifts, unforgettable gifts, so any man may say, Trojan soldier or Argive, 'First they fought with heart-devouring hatred, then they parted, bound by pacts of friendship.' |
"The Tide of Battle Turns," p.
234 |
You tell me to put my trust in birds, flying off on their long wild wings? Never. I would never give them a glance, a second thought, whether they fly on the right toward the dawn and sunrise or fly on the left toward the haze and coming dark! |
"The Trojans Storm the Rampart,"
p. 333 |
Bird-signs! Fight for your country--that is the best, the only omen! You, why are you so afraid of war and slaughter? Even if all the rest of us drop and die around you, grappling for the ships, you'd run no risk of death: you lack the heart to last it out in combat--coward! |
"The Trojans Storm the Rampart,"
p. 333 |
Aren't you sick of being caged inside those walls? |
"The Shield of Achilles," p. 476 |
No use to you then, the fine lyre and these, these gifts of Aphrodite, your long flowing locks and your striking looks, not when you roll and couple with the dust. |
"Helen Reviews the Champions,"
p. 130 |
You fool, enough! No more thoughts of retreat paraded before our people. |
"The Shield of Achilles," p. 477 |
Come, now for attack! We'll set all this to rights, someday, if Zeus will ever let us raise the winebowl of freedom high in our halls, high to the gods of cloud and sky who live forvever--once we drive these Argives geared for battle out of Troy! |
"Hector Returns to Troy," p. 213 |
And that comrade that who meets his death and destiny, speared or stabbed, let him die! He dies fighting for fatherland--no dishonor there! He'll leave behind him wife and sons unscathed, his house and estate unharmed--once these Argives sail for home, the fatherland they love. |
"The Achaean Armies at Bay," p.
403 |
The god of war is impartial: he hands out death to the man who hands out death. |
"The Shield of Achilles," p. 477 |
I too could battle deathless gods with words--it's hard with a spear, the gods are so much stronger. |
"Olympian Gods in Arms," p. 515 |
So now I meet my doom. Well let me die--but not without struggle, not without glory, no, in some great clash of arms that even men to come will hear of down the years! |
"The Death of Hector" p. 551 |
The Narrator
Quote |
Chapter and Page Number
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But Achilles wept. |
"The Rage of Achilles," p. 89 |
Strife, only a slight thing when she first rears her
head, but her head soon hits the sky as she strides across the earth. |
"The Truce Erupts in War," p.
160 |
Hector was the lone defense of Troy. |
"Hector Returns to Troy," p. 209 |
And there he dropped and slept the sleep of bronze. |
"Agamemnon's Day of Glory," p.
304 |
Both gods knotted the rope of strife and leveling war,
strangling both sides at once by stretching the mighty cable, never
broken, never slipped, that snapped the knees of thousands. |
"Battling for the Ships," p. 353 |
There is no way in the world a man can meet its edge and
still survive the slashing--fear holds all men back. |
"Hera Outflanks Zeus," p. 382 |
Hector knew full well the tide of battle had turned but
still stood firm, defending die-hard comrades. |
"Patroclus Fights and Dies," p.
424 |
So they wept, the two of them crying out to their dear
son, both pleading time and again but they could not shake the fixed
resolve of Hector. |
"The Death of Hector," p. 544 |
And the other sons of Achaea, running up around him,
crowded closer, all of them gazing wonder-struck at the build and
marvelous, lithe beauty of Hector. And not a man came forward who did
not stab his body. |
"The Death of Hector," p. 553 |
And so the Trojans buried Hector breaker of horses. |
"Achilles and Priam" p. 614 (the
last line of the poem) |
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