Verbum sapienti sat

But I am not wise, I'm restless.

I saw it coming from afar and ... did nothing to prevent it.
The feeling of your heart as it shrinks nut-size and you hold your blood so still while gaping for an instant in eternity.... in awe.

Who wants to be wise when failure is the best thing ever?
When you do what you have to do, what you feel is right and things come undone... :-)