But curb thou the high spirit in thy breast, for gentle ways are best, and keep aloof from sharp contentions.
It is not unseemly for a man to die fighting in defense of his country.
Sinks my sad soul with sorrow to the grave.
We're goin bowling. If we don't come back, avenge our deaths.
The fates have given mankind a patient soul.
I am so smart. I am so smart. I am so smart. S-M-R-T ... Uh, I mean S-M-A-R-T.