O youth or young man, who fancy that you are neglected by the gods, know that if you become worse, you shall go to worse souls, or if better to the better. . . In every succession of life and death, you will do and suffer what like may fitly suffer at the hands of like. This is the justice of heaven.
People would look at me weird. You know, like, 'Why is this guy's hands always in his pockets?' But I was embarrassed by the size of my hands.