But if we inhabited such a world, men themselves would have been wonderless things, unable ever to spin myths.

the understanding gentlemen o' the ground here ask'd my judgment

Marcus: Sorry, your gooly? Stylax: Yeah. Marcus: You can't have one gooly. It's just your goolies. Stylax: No, no, no, no. The whole thing is your goolies, all three of them, but if you're talking about one in particular, you say gooly.

He's missing that je ne sais qua which separates winners from champions.