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As for me, to love you alone, to make you happy, to do nothing which would contradict your wishes, this read more
As for me, to love you alone, to make you happy, to do nothing which would contradict your wishes, this is my destiny and the meaning of my life
Think you I bear the shears of destiny?
Have I commandment on the pulse of life?
Think you I bear the shears of destiny?
Have I commandment on the pulse of life?
Destiny. A tyrant's authority for crime and a fool's excuse for failure.
Destiny. A tyrant's authority for crime and a fool's excuse for failure.
Destiny is the prison and chain of the ignorant. Understand that destiny like the water of the Nile: Water before read more
Destiny is the prison and chain of the ignorant. Understand that destiny like the water of the Nile: Water before the faithful, blood before the unbeliever.
O Hamlet, what a falling-off was there,
From me, whose love was of that dignity
That it read more
O Hamlet, what a falling-off was there,
From me, whose love was of that dignity
That it went hand in hand even with the vow
I made to her in marriage, and to decline
Upon a wretch whose natural gifts were poor
To those of mine!
Watch your thoughts, for they become words.Watch your words, for they become actions.Watch your actions, for they become habits.Watch your read more
Watch your thoughts, for they become words.Watch your words, for they become actions.Watch your actions, for they become habits.Watch your habits, for they become character.Watch your character, for it becomes your destiny.
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.
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.
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.
