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"I have it in my head that when we're born, God writes things down on our hearts. See, on some people's hearts he writes happy and on some people's hearts he writes sad and on some people's hearts he writes crazy and on some people's hearts he writes genius and on some people's hearts he writes angry and on some people's hearts he writes winner and on some people's hearts he writes loser."
"It seems when Opportunity knocks, Fate shows up to open the door."
"A person's destiny often ends before his death."
"Some people would not be dead if they have not gotten the things or people they had prayed for."
"Tis no wonder, says one of the ancients, that chance has so great a dominion over us, since it is by chance we live."
"At any given moment in our lives, there are certain things that could have happened but didn't. The magic momentsgo unrecognized, and then suddenly, the hand of destiny changes everything."
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"The vanity of human life is like a river constantly passing away and yet constantly coming on."
"What then remains, but well our power to use,And keep good humour still whate'er we lose?And trust me, dear, good humour can prevail,When airs, and flights, and screams, and scolding fail.Beauties in vain their pretty eyes may roll;Charms strike the sight, but merit wins the soul."
"Happy the man whose wish and care a few paternal acres bound, content to breathe his native air in his own ground."
"Nature to all things fixed the limits fitAnd wisely curbed proud man's pretending wit.As on the land while here the ocean gains.In other parts it leaves wide sandy plainsThus in the soul while memory prevails,The solid power of understanding failsWhere beams of warm imagination play,The memory's soft figures melt awayOne science only will one genius fit,So vast is art, so narrow human witNot only bounded to peculiar arts,But oft in those confined to single partsLike kings, we lose the conquests gained before,By vain ambition still to make them moreEach might his several province well command,Would all but stoop to what they understand."
"Music resembles poetry, in eachAre nameless graces which no methods teach,And which a master hand alone can reach."
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