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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.
A consistent soul believes in destiny, a capricious one in chance.
A consistent soul believes in destiny, a capricious one in chance.
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.
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.
Man's ultimate destiny is to become one with the Divine Power which governs and sustains the creation and its creatures.
Man's ultimate destiny is to become one with the Divine Power which governs and sustains the creation and its creatures.
To accomplish our destiny it is not enough to merely guard prudently against road accidents. We must also cover before read more
To accomplish our destiny it is not enough to merely guard prudently against road accidents. We must also cover before nightfall the distance assigned to each of us.
I believe that you control your destiny, that you can be what you want to be. You can also stop read more
I believe that you control your destiny, that you can be what you want to be. You can also stop and say, No, I won't do it, I won't behave his way anymore. I'm lonely and I need people around me, maybe I have to change my methods of behaving and then you do it.
A man may fish with the worm that hath eat of a king, and eat of
the fish that read more
A man may fish with the worm that hath eat of a king, and eat of
the fish that hath fed of that worm.
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.
