Do you not see how strange and wonderful that is? That all history balances on an affair of the human heart?

You are confusing plumbing and love again.

Her stillness was such a contrast to all the jumbled communication inside me that I suddenly felt what a tiresome fellow I was, always filling the air with the rattle of words and anxieties.

If I had a dog that was sick as often as you are, I'd put it down," he observed kindly.

Look forward, not back. Correct your course and go on. You cannot undo yesterday's journey.

The truth, I discovered, is a tree that grows as a man gains access to experience. A child sees the acorn of his daily life, but a man looks back on the oak.

Your future. It awaits only you, to live it and to write it. - Shaman's Crossing by Robin Hobb