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,

'Tis Fate that flings the dice,
And as she flings
Of kings makes peasants,
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'Tis Fate that flings the dice,
And as she flings
Of kings makes peasants,
And of peasants kings.

Go with your fate, but not beyond. Beyond leads to dark places.

Go with your fate, but not beyond. Beyond leads to dark places.

Here's a sigh to those who love me,
And a smile to those who hate;
And whatever read more

Here's a sigh to those who love me,
And a smile to those who hate;
And whatever sky's above me,
Here's a heart for every fate.

The wine is poured, you should drink it.
[Fr., Le vin est verse, il faut le boire.]

The wine is poured, you should drink it.
[Fr., Le vin est verse, il faut le boire.]

Rowe's Rule: the odds are five to six that the light at the end
of the tunnel is the read more

Rowe's Rule: the odds are five to six that the light at the end
of the tunnel is the headlight of an oncoming train.

Many things happen between the cup and the lip.

Many things happen between the cup and the lip.

Call it Nature, Fate, Fortune; all these are names of the one and selfsame God.

Call it Nature, Fate, Fortune; all these are names of the one and selfsame God.

The heart is its own Fate.

The heart is its own Fate.