Many shining actions owe their success to chance, though the general or statesman receive the applause.

I am so smart. I am so smart. I am so smart. S-M-R-T ... Uh, I mean S-M-A-R-T.

It is not right to glory in the slain

Nothing shall I, while sane, compare with a friend.

Without a sign, his sword the brave man draws, and asks no omen, but his country's cause.

And what he greatly thought, he nobly dared.

Thus have the gods spun the thread for wretched mortals: that they live in grief while they themselves are without cares; for two jars stand on the floor of Zeus of the gifts which he gives, one of evils and another of blessings.