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

To recongnize that the treachery of one member of a house does not taint all born within it

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

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.

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

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.