What man would dare believe that all he planned might come to pass?
But if you couldn't do everything, did that mean you did nothing?
We must be what we are, or we become our enemies.
There are no wrong turnings. Only paths we had not known we were meant to walk.
By things so achingly small are lives measured and marred.
It can be hard to write a skillfully entertaining fiction, but a great book wants to be more, and wants more from us.