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I can't control my destiny, I trust my soul, my only goal is just to be. There's only now, there's read more
I can't control my destiny, I trust my soul, my only goal is just to be. There's only now, there's only here. Give in to love or live in fear. No other path, no other way. No day but today.
We are but as the instrument of Heaven.
Our work is not design, but destiny.
We are but as the instrument of Heaven.
Our work is not design, but destiny.
For I am a weed,
Flung from the rock, on Ocean's foam, to sail,
Where'er the surge read more
For I am a weed,
Flung from the rock, on Ocean's foam, to sail,
Where'er the surge may sweep, the tempest's breath prevail.
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.
Every man meets his Waterloo at last.
Every man meets his Waterloo at last.
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.
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.
No living man can send me to the shades
Before my time; no man of woman born,
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No living man can send me to the shades
Before my time; no man of woman born,
Coward or brave, can shun his destiny.
The future works out great men's destinies;
The present is enough for common souls,
Who, never looking read more
The future works out great men's destinies;
The present is enough for common souls,
Who, never looking forward, are indeed
Mere clay wherein the footprints of their age
Are petrified forever.