There are those hearts, reader, that never mend again once they are broken. Or, if they do mend, they heal themselves in a crooked and lopsided way, as if sewn together by a careless craftsman.
"There must have been a moment, at the beginning, where we could have said - no. But somehow we missed it."
"One never learns how the witch became wicked, or whether that was the right choice for her - is it ever the right choice? Does the devil ever struggle to be good again, or if so is he not a devil?"
Oatsie Manglehand, Wicked
All things truly wicked start from an innocence.