What have you done?' he said, his voice hollow and strained. He stepped back and put his fists to his temples. 'What have you done!' With an effort, … - Christopher Paolini

From the corner of his eye, Eragon saw Orik hewing Urgal necks with mighty blows of his ax.

The name, his true name, was weaker and more flawed than he would have liked, and he hated himself for that, but there was also much to admire within it, and the more he thought about it, the more he was able to accept the true nature of his self. He was not the best person in the world, but neither was he the worst.

You can't break something and mend it a moment later with pretty words. Broken things stay broken. Wounds heal into scars, not skin.