All exiles carry a map within them that points the way homeward.
It's funny, because in deference to conventional wisdom, I spent my struggling writer years trying to suppress my naturally baroque literary voice and write clean, spare prose. I finally gave up and embraced my baroque tendencies when I wrote the Kushiel series.
After you, it's all cheap tequila.
Some chains are forged for us - those are the hardest to bear.
The tapestry of history is woven of many threads.
The harp sounds at each passing breeze, but that does not mean the tune is masterfully played.