His was not, I could see now, the heroism of an Achilles. . . He was just a man doing a job.  A job whose primary attribute was self-restraint and self-composure, not for his own sake, but for those whom he led by his example.  A job whose objective could be boiled down to the single understatement, as he did at the Hot Gates on the morning he died, of ‘performing the commonplace under uncommonplace conditions.’

Gates of Fire, Steven Pressfield, p. 128, referring to Dianekes.