Early success is a trap. Marcus Aurelius 1.17.4-5

Marcus thanks the gods for a good childhood: healthy, good comrades, and not too much success. The latter blessing might surprise a few folks! You can hear this passage <here>.

τὸ ἀδελφοῦ τοιούτου τυχεῖν, δυναμένου μὲν διὰ ἤθους ἐπεγεῖραί με πρὸς ἐπιμέλειαν ἐμαυτοῦ, ἅμα δὲ καὶ τιμῇ καὶ στοργῇ εὐφραίνοντός με· τὸ παιδία μοι ἀφυῆ μὴ γενέσθαι μηδὲ κατὰ τὸ σωμάτιον διάστροφα. τὸ μὴ ἐπὶ πλέον με προκόψαι ἐν ῥητορικῇ καὶ ποιητικῇ καὶ τοῖς ἄλλοις ἐπιτηδεύμασιν, ἐν οἷς ἴσως ἂν κατεσχέθην, εἰ ᾐσθόμην ἐμαυτὸν εὐόδως προϊόντα. τὸ φθάσαι τοὺς τροφέας ἐν ἀξιώματι καταστῆσαι, οὗ δὴ ἐδόκουν μοι ἐπιθυμεῖν, καὶ μὴ ἀναβαλέσθαι ἐλπίδι τοῦ με, ἐπεὶ νέοι ἔτι ἦσαν, ὕστερον αὐτὸ πράξειν.

I was blessed to have a brother capable of rousing me to care for myself by his character, as he cheered my heart with his honor and affection. Blessed that my childhood was unmarred by lack of wit or physical deformity. Blessed that I did not distinguish myself too much in rhetoric or poetry, or any of the other pursuits in which I might have become trapped, if I had seen myself making headway. Blessed to anticipate my foster parents, so that I could set myself the task of carrying out their desire for me promptly rather than put them off with hope that I might achieve it later, as they were still young.