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Unseen hands delay
The coming of what oft seems close in ken,
And, contrary, the moment, when read more
Unseen hands delay
The coming of what oft seems close in ken,
And, contrary, the moment, when we say
"'Twill never come!" comes on us even then.
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.
Destiny is something we've invented because we can't stand the fact that everything that happens is accidental.
Destiny is something we've invented because we can't stand the fact that everything that happens is accidental.
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.
Destiny waits alike for the free man as well as for him enslaved by another's might.
Destiny waits alike for the free man as well as for him enslaved by another's might.
If a man is destined to drown, he will drown even in a spoonful of water.
If a man is destined to drown, he will drown even in a spoonful of water.
I have no regrets in my life. I think that everything happens to you for a reason. The hard times read more
I have no regrets in my life. I think that everything happens to you for a reason. The hard times that you go through build character, making you a much stronger person.
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.
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.