Knowledge can be a scary thing. The more you know, the more you wished you hadn't. Curiousity may not kill the cat, but it certainly can harm the human mind. It's like quicksand, a territory you shouldn't step into - once you enter, it's difficult to come out. You can only stay still, as the knowledge swallows you up little by little. But what's worse is to want to know something that you know you shouldn't. And when you finally finds out, you realise it would have been better not to know. Or worse still, to know that something through the wrong means, which may potentially harm the things/people you value. But pretending not to know will be equivalent to denying the truth, and that's not always the best thing to do. The harder path may not be easy to go through, but the easy path may not be all that it seems. What's at the end of the route, may lead to more lies, and more denial. If it's easy, then it's not worth it.

Of course, this stuff does not apply to everything, but only to whatever I'm feeling now. The difficult path will not be easy to trod, yet it may be the only right path.