That consciousness is everything and that all things begin with a thought. That we are responsible for our own fate, we reap what we sow, we get what we give, we pull in what we put out. I know these things for sure.
Maybe our mistakes are what make our fate. Without them, what would shape our lives? Perhaps, if we never veered off course, we wouldn't fall in love or have babies or be who we are.
Men at some time are the masters of their fates: The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, but in ourselves, that we are underlings.
I do not believe in a fate that falls on all men however they act; but I do believe in a fate that falls on them unless they act.
'If it’s meant for me, it will be.' Those words are my mantra in life, and it has never let me down.
Naming one thing after another cannot, logically, increase the chances of the new thing turning out like the old thing.
While the fates permit, live happily; life speeds on with hurried step, and with winged days the wheel of the headlong year is turned.
Man is his own star and the soul that can render an honest and perfect man commands all light, all influence, all fate.
I do not believe in a fate that falls on men however they act; but I do believe in a fate that falls on them unless they act.
I do not believe in a fate that falls on men however they act; but I do believe in a fate that falls on them unless they act.