Words are, in my not-so-humble opinion, our most inexhaustible source of magic. Capable of both inflicting injury, and remedying it.
Everythin' seems ter happen ter you, doesn' it?
I was very low and I had to achieve something. Without the challenge, I would have gone stark raving mad.
But I was willing to embrace mortal life again, before chasing immortality.
Age is foolish and forgetful when it underestimates youth.
Because to confide a part of your soul to something that can think and move for itself is obviously a very risky business.