And on the final day of the Olympics, I leave you with another Greek's farewell blessing...from Plato's Phaedrus...
Socrates: "Dear Pan and all you gods of this place, grant me that I may become beautiful within; and that what is in my possession outside me may be in friendly accord with what is inside. And may I count the wise man as rich; and may my pile of gold be of a size which only a man of moderate desires could bear or carry.
Do we still need anything else, Phaedrus? For me that prayer is enough."
Phaedrus: "Make the prayer for me too; for what friends have they share."
Socrates: "Let's go."
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