You utter a vow or forge a signature and you may find yourself bound for life to a monastery, a woman or prison

But every vow of a widow, and of her that is divorced, wherewith they have bound their souls, shall stand against her.

We forge the chains we wear in life.

We forge the chains we wear in life

My imagination is a monastery, and I am its monk

Vows made in storms are forgotten in calm.