Once the blinders are off, it's rather hard to go back to seeing things the way you used to.

Three things see no end- A flower blighted ere it bloomed, A message that was wasted, And a journey that was doomed.

Caught between glass and wood, that which breaks and that which bends, that which sings and that which survive. So our lives go.

Truth and trust are the means by which civilization holds off barbarism.

Of three things be wary- of a feather on a cat, The shepherd eating mutton, And a guardsman that is fat.

Although you feel relief now, this is likely to be the source of many sleepless nights for you. You will lie awake, look upon your heart, and find it unlovely. You will be certain that (...) you are the greatest of monsters. This is a good thing; although you may forgive yourself, you must never come to think that your actions were in any way justifiable. But- (...) Being a sane, honorable human being is not always comfortable.

Three things never anger or you'll not live for long; A wolf with cubs, A man with power, And a woman's sense of wrong.