Confidence cannot find a place wherein to rest in safety.
We can't all do everything.
Fate will find a way.
A fault is fostered by concealment.
All these souls, after they have passed away a thousand years, are summoned by the divine ones in great array, to the lethean river. . . . In this way they become forgetful of the former earthlife, and re-visit the vaulted realms of the world, willing to return again into living bodies.
Who can blind lover's eyes?