Suddenly he reached out and pulled a half-burnt stick from the fire. He thrust it at me so that I flinched back.
“What are you doing?” I cried startled and angry.
“Trying to show you something. The stick, it scared you. it may have even hurt you, if you hadn’t been so quick. But look-in trying to burn you, it’s consuming itself. That is what happens to a heart-“
-Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni