I wish sometimes that the gods would either choose better, or make their wishes clearer

Stupid to speak of blame when the wills of the immortals are involved.

Stand at the crossroads if you will, but if you'll not choose, I'll move on without you

And having once chosen, never to seek to return to the crossroads of that decision-for even if one chooses wrongly, the choice cannot be unmade.

Surely if we knew what bitterness fate held in store, we would shrink back in fear and let the cup of life pass us by untasted.

All knowledge is worth having.