destiny [Theme] Page 210

There are a number of elements, which then is destructive or salutary effect on us is those element I call destiny.

People are unhappy because they decide to be unhappy. We are playful and mischievous creatures, fun kids Universe. We can't die, and we, like the illusions on the screen, nothing can harm you. But we can believe that we are very bad, and to present it in the most horrific and excruciating detail, on what is capable. We can believe that we are victims that kill us, or that we are killing something, and that we are just pawns in the struggle Merciful Fate and doom.

- We do only what we are prepared for our destiny.

No other profession except this, could so successfully fuse into a single whole all treasures of life while preserving inviolable the most delicate design of each separate joy. The danger, the risk, the power of nature, the light of a distant country, wonderful unknown, lighted by love, blooming date, and parting; the fascinating boiling meetings, persons, events; the immense variety of life, whereas high up in the sky the southern Cross, the bear, and all the continents in keen eyes, though your cabin is full pokidaya homeland, with its books, pictures, letters and dried flowers entwined by a silky lock of hair in a suede amulet on a solid chest.

All feel fear during that instant when can change the destiny.

- So, Mike's not going to die?
- Unless it gets hit by a bus, then it's definitely fate.

If all the accidents to see the manifestation of fate, it will be impossible to move a step.

How many ways gives you one way?
A little way from there. Choose.
Where not to go you still a part of its circuit...

Again a game, again movie.
Again an encore.
Spinning fate spindle
Below the scenes.
Ever slow running,
And slowly
To see how the run takes
Soul.

If you're up to our ass in alligators, so today is the first day of the rest of your life.

If there is a God, I think He should take more involvement in the lives of people.

They say that all will be.
To quit drinking?.. See, I'm not the fate,-
Anyway I do not will mint
On the coins instead of arms.
But I do not regret!

Gingerbread in the teeth, and silently under the whip.

But it is the center, there is only the truth
And if I write about it,
So it should be.