Here burns my candle out; ay, here it dies,
Which, whiles it lasted, gave King Henry light.

Here burns my candle out; ay, here it dies,
Which, whiles it lasted, gave King Henry light.

One meets his destiny often in the road he takes to avoid it.

One meets his destiny often in the road he takes to avoid it.

Destiny is the prison and chain of the ignorant. Understand that destiny like the water of the Nile: Water before read more

Destiny is the prison and chain of the ignorant. Understand that destiny like the water of the Nile: Water before the faithful, blood before the unbeliever.

Ideals are like stars; you will not succeed in touching them with your hands. But like the seafaring man on read more

Ideals are like stars; you will not succeed in touching them with your hands. But like the seafaring man on the desert of waters, you choose them as your guides, and following them you will reach your destiny.

It is in your moments of decision that your destiny is shaped

It is in your moments of decision that your destiny is shaped

Woman is the salvation or the destruction of the family. She carries its destiny in the folds of her mantle.

Woman is the salvation or the destruction of the family. She carries its destiny in the folds of her mantle.

Watch your thoughts, for they become words.Watch your words, for they become actions.Watch your actions, for they become habits.Watch your read more

Watch your thoughts, for they become words.Watch your words, for they become actions.Watch your actions, for they become habits.Watch your habits, for they become character.Watch your character, for it becomes your destiny.

But you can catch yourself entertaining habitually certain ideas and setting others aside; and that, I think, is where our read more

But you can catch yourself entertaining habitually certain ideas and setting others aside; and that, I think, is where our personal destinies are largely decided.

Truly some men there be
That live always in great horrour,
And say it goeth by destiny
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Truly some men there be
That live always in great horrour,
And say it goeth by destiny
To hang or wed: both hath one hour;
And whether it be, I am well sure,
Hanging is better of the twain;
Sooner done, and shorter pain.