When you spring to an idea, and decide it is truth, without evidence, you blind yourself to other possibilities.

A terrible premonition washed over me. This was how the whole world would end.... They would devour the forest and excrete piles of buildings made of stone wrenched from the earth or from dead trees. They would hammer paths of bare stone between their dwellings, and dirty the rivers and subdue the land until it could recall only the will of man. They could not stop themselves from doing what they did. They did not see what they did, and even if they saw, they did not know how to stop. They no longer knew what was enough.

THE HEIR OF NIGHT by Helen Lowe is a richly told tale of strange magic, dark treachery and conflicting loyalties, set in a well realized world.

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

No. This is right. I feel it. I am the Catalyst, and I came to change all things. Prophets become warriors, dragons hunt as wolves. Fitz in Assassin's Quest

What a man can take with a sword, a woman can give by her flesh alone. Life.

...sometimes it only makes one more lonely to know that somewhere else, one's friends and family are well.