Yet what are they, the learned and the great?
Awhile of longer wonderment the theme!
Who shall read more

Yet what are they, the learned and the great?
Awhile of longer wonderment the theme!
Who shall presume to prophesy their date,
Where nought is certain save the uncertainty of fate?
- Francis Beaumont and John Fletcher,

Success, the mark no mortal wit,
Or surest hand, can always hit:
For whatsoe'er we perpetrate,
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Success, the mark no mortal wit,
Or surest hand, can always hit:
For whatsoe'er we perpetrate,
We do but row, we're steer'd by Fate,
Which in success oft disinherits,
For spurious causes, noblest merits.

Fate is for those too weak to determine their own destiny.

Fate is for those too weak to determine their own destiny.

Can you make a mistake and miss your fate?

Can you make a mistake and miss your fate?

Thy fate is the common fate of all; Into each life some rain must fall.

Thy fate is the common fate of all; Into each life some rain must fall.

Each man is the architect of his own fate.

Each man is the architect of his own fate.

As the bird by wandering, as the swallow by flying, so the curse
causeless shall not come.

As the bird by wandering, as the swallow by flying, so the curse
causeless shall not come.

It's the niceties that make the difference fate gives us the hand, and we play the cards.

It's the niceties that make the difference fate gives us the hand, and we play the cards.

There is no fate that cannot be surmounted by scorn.

There is no fate that cannot be surmounted by scorn.