If you are very valiant, it is a god, I think, who gave you this gift.

I wish that strife would vanish away from among gods and mortals, and gall, which makes a man grow angry for all his great mind, that gall of anger that swarms like smoke inside of a man's heart and becomes a thing sweeter to him by far than the dripping of honey.

A glorious death is his, who for his country falls.

Wise to resolve, and patient to perform.

Short is my date, but deathless my renown.

Oh, look at me! I'm making people happy! I'm the Magical Man from Happy-Land, in a gumdrop house on Lollipop Lane! Oh, by the way, I was being sarcastic.

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