fate

Iffin we meant to see each other, again, it gonna happen.

Awaken the spirit of divinity in you.

Divinity dwell in thee. Seek that power.

Suffering is inevitable. It is part of the human condition. It is written in the human script.

I may not be free, but I__ not about to surrender the illusion of choice.

I'd had a little feeling of destiny. Because, you see, what I mean about affinities is true from friendships down to even the accidental glance at someone on the street-there's always a definite reason somewhere. I think even the poets would agree with me.

The light of God illuminated my path.

God will generously give you wisdom, if thy will ask.

God is awakening new great souls. You can be one.

The instinct, quiet inner voice is the voice of the Holy Spirit.

I__e always liked you, from the first moment I saw you at the Pigafetta Stadium._ He kept his distance because he wanted her too much. __nd ever since that day, I knew that you were in love with another guy, and that he would sooner or later feel the same way I did._ Cutting ties with her was excruciatingly painful. __ just hoped that he would be stupid enough to let me have you,_ he gasped. __ut he wasn__.

One's freedom is one's love and one's love is one's undoing, it's all in the dictionary...

Give your all to every experience, feel it breathe it appreciate it, nothing lasts forever, when it's gone you'll remember the feeling it once gave you and sometimes that's enough.

It took only a second for another to arrive on the same path as yours and change your life to a point it couldn__ change back. One second.

Stop saying hurt._ She turned on him; the wounded animal finally breaking free. __ou fall over on the pavement, that hurts; you stub your toe, that hurts; you trap your finger in a car door, shit, that hurts. You did not hurt me. James. It was like you took a razor and pressed down hard in the tenderest place.

I believe in black holes. I believe that as the universe empties into nothingness, past and future will smack together in the last swirl around the drain. I believe this is how Thomas Stone materialized in my life. If that's not the explanation, then I must invoke a disinterested God who leaves us to our own devices, neither causing nor preventing tornadoes or pestilence, but a God who will now and then stick his thumb on the spinning wheel so that a father who put a continent between himself and his sons should find himself in the same room as one of them.

If fate doesn't make you laugh, then you just don't get the joke.

I travel to know the life of great souls in the pages of a book.