Truly, it is in loss that we learn a thing's true value.
And having once chosen, never to seek to return to the crossroads of that decision-for even if one chooses wrongly, the choice cannot be unmade.
Soon never comes soon enough to a young child.
Yes my lord, but questions are dangerous, for they have answers
It is a comfort, in anguish, to be reminded of the scale of one's own troubles against the mighty breadth of the world.
Battle for the sake of honor may be a fine thing for bards to sing of, but it is no way to preserve one's homeland