Note to self: don't waste your youth working your butt off!!
"Sir, you have reproved my folly justly. I was wrong. I own it. One whom heaven befriends is in himself a host.... I was blinded with passion and yielded to my worser mind; therefore I will make amends, and will give him great gifts by way of atonement. I will tell them in the presence of you all. I will give him seven tripods that have never yet been on the fire, and ten talents of gold. I will give him twenty iron cauldrons and twelve strong horses that have won races and carried off prizes. Rich, indeed, both in land and gold is he that has as many prizes as my horses hav