ThePrill

“You arrogant joking bastard! Clown, will you, like a fool, and parade your wit? Leave jesting to the gods who do it better. This will repay your cow's-foot courtesy to a great wanderer come home.”
― Homer, The Odyssey

“And Odysseus let the bright molten tears run down his cheeks, weeping the way a wife mourns for her lord on the lost field where he has gone down fighting the day of wrath that came upon his children. At sight of the man panting and dying there, she slips down to enfold him, crying out; then feels the spears, prodding her back and shoulders, and goes bound into slavery and grief.”
― Homer, The Odyssey

“Are you flesh and blood, Odysseus, to endure more than a man can? Do you never tire? God, look at you, iron is what you're made of. Here we all are, half dead with weariness, falling asleep over the oars, and you say "No landing" - no firm island earth where we could make a quiet supper. No: pull out to sea, you say, with night upon us - just as before, but wandering now, and lost.”
― Homer, The Odyssey

“When I lay these questions before God I get no answer. But a rather special sort of 'No answer'. It is not a locked door. It is more like a silent, certainly not uncompassionate, gaze. As though He shook His head not in refusal but waiving the question. Like, 'Peace, child; you don't understand.'

Can a mortal ask questions which God finds unanswerable? Quite easily, I should think. All nonsense questions are unanswerable.”
― C.S. Lewis, A Grief Observed