Lay Ye Down The Golden Chain From

I Am So Smart. I Am So Smart. I Am So Smart. S-m-r-t ... Uh, I Mean S-m-a-r-t.

Fear, O Achilles, The Wrath Of Heaven; Think On Your Own Father And Have Compassion Upon Me, Who Am The More Pitiable

I Detest The Man Who Hides On Thing In The Depths Of His Heart And Speaks Forth Another.

Good Things Don't End In -eum; They End In -mania Or -teria.

Earth Sounds My Wisdom, And High Heaven My Fame.