Your father calls you to his court. You need not pack. You go garbed in glorious raiment. He waits eagerly by his palace doors to welcome you, and has prepared a place at the high table, by his side, in the company of the great-souled, honored, and best-beloved.
Lois McMaster BujoldOne learns better than to hand one's choices to fear. With age, with every wound and scar, one learns.
Lois McMaster Bujold