There are those who'd rob a blind man of his eyelashes if they could.
There is a limit to how much a seer wishes to see.
A sailor may choose the wind to ride out of seaport, but the wind has a mind of it's own.
It seems to me that you won't have had a proper series of adventures, unless you've gone through thick and thin.
For heaven's sake, don't write writing. Write reading!
A sailor chooses the wind that takes the ship from a safe port. Ah, yes, but once you're abroad, as you have seen, winds have a mind of their own. Be careful, Charlotte, careful of the wind you choose.