A poor man was sick and in a bad way. As the doctors despaired of saving him, he turned to the gods, promising to offer them a hecatomb and to dedicate votive offerings if he recovered. His wife, who happened to be beside him, asked, "And where will you find the means to pay for all that?" "Do you suppose," he replied, "that I'm going to recover just so the gods can come and claim it of me?"
People readily make promises they have no intention of actually keeping.Moral
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