After taking three years of Latin with Mr. John Leech and a year of English with Mr. Beymer, I cannot believe that I almost forgot to say:
“BEWARE THE IDES OF MARCH!”
I will just say that once you have read Julius Caesar in freshman literature, you are never the same. I sort of walk around with a twitch yelling, “Et tu, Brute?” on March 15. I think the malady actually begins on the fourteenth and carries through to the sixteenth, but lets not mince details.
Reason Breeds Insanity 