So her advice ran; but I faced her, saying:
"Only instruct me, goddess, if you will, how, if possible, can I pass Charybdis, or fight off Scylla when she raids my crew?"

Swiftly that loveliest goddess answered me:
"Must you have battle in your heart forever? The bloody toil of combat? Old contender, will you not yield to the immortal gods? That nightmare cannot die, being eternal evil itself, horror, and pain, and chaos; there is no fighting her, no power can fight her, all that avails is flight. Lose headway there along that rock face while you break out arms, and she’ll swoop over you, I fear, once more, taking one man again for every gullet. No, no, put all your backs into it, row on; invoke Blind Force, that bore this scourge of men, to keep her from a second strike against you."

Paraphrase Circe's advice to Odysseus in this section.