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People don't come into your life by accident. Everyone that crosses your path serves a purpose.
People don't come into your life by accident. Everyone that crosses your path serves a purpose.
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.
We shall be winnowed with so rough a wind
That even our corn shall seem as light as chaff
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We shall be winnowed with so rough a wind
That even our corn shall seem as light as chaff
And good from bad find no partition.
Intellect annuls fate. So far as a man thinks, he is free.
Intellect annuls fate. So far as a man thinks, he is free.
Men heap together the mistakes of their lives and create a monster they call destiny.
Men heap together the mistakes of their lives and create a monster they call 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.
Let Hercules himself do what he may,
The cat will mew, and dog will have his day.
Let Hercules himself do what he may,
The cat will mew, and dog will have his day.
Destiny is no matter of chance. It is a matter of choice: It is not a thing to be waited read more
Destiny is no matter of chance. It is a matter of choice: It is not a thing to be waited for, it is a thing to be achieved.
Everything is determined, the beginning as well as the end, by forces over which we have no control. It is read more
Everything is determined, the beginning as well as the end, by forces over which we have no control. It is determined for the insect, as well as for the star. Human beings, vegetables, or cosmic dust, we all dance to a mysterious tune, intoned in the distance by an invisible piper.