I still miss you, Odysseus.
Back off my man, you tart.
He always thought I was the most beautiful woman he'd been with. He told me so. Didn't you, Odysseus?
Whatever Calypso, we all know that distinction belongs to yours truly.
I doubt that, you ugly old witch.
Who did he come home to? Huh?! Who?!
Ladies... ladies... can we not have this discussion on my wall?
No, I want everybody to know once and for all. Who do you really love?
You... of course! You!
Seven years together, Odysseus. Didn't it mean anything to you?
I should've turned you into a pig and had a barbecue.
You're still sleeping in the courtyard tonight.
Somehow the Underworld seemed a lot more exciting when I visited it while I was alive.
If you don't like it, you can go back to the land of the living!
I was speaking rhetorically.
Thought of a great new party game: Pin the Spear on the Cyclops's Face.
That's not funny.
I love it. Let's play it at Helen and Menelaus's party Friday night
A little crude... but okay.
If you were all still alive, I swear by Poseidon I would find a way to eat you.
Playing chess with my great grandfather, Hermes, tonight.
I'll hide the good silverware.
Thinking about going on a little cruise down the River Acheron this evening.
Stay off my river, you young whipper snapper!
Oh, what's the harm?
Please don't do it, Odysseus. I probably won't see you again for twenty years.
It's a river. How lost could I get?
Odysseus, I love you. You're brilliant. But you're obviously not the best navigator there ever was.