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1 " I do want more. I am not content with being happy. I was not made for it. It is not my destiny. My destiny is the opposite. "
― Hermann Hesse , Steppenwolf
2 " -Do you think artists are supposed to be happy? -Everyone is supposed to be. -I said staunchly,and I knew that I was indeed an idiot and that was my destiny and I didn't mind it "
― Elizabeth Kostova , The Swan Thieves
3 " No one is adequate to comprehending the misery of my lot! Fate obliges me to be constantly in movement: I am not permitted to pass more than a fortnight in the same place. I have no Friend in the world, and from the restlessness of my destiny I never can acquire one. Fain would I lay down my miserable life, for I envy those who enjoy the quiet of the Grave: But Death eludes me, and flies from my embrace. In vain do I throw myself in the way of danger. I plunge into the Ocean; The Waves throw me back with abhorrence upon the shore: I rush into fire; The flames recoil at my approach: I oppose myself to the fury of Banditti; Their swords become blunted, and break against my breast: The hungry Tiger shudders at my approach, and the Alligator flies from a Monster more horrible than itself. God has set his seal upon me, and all his Creatures respect this fatal mark! "
― Matthew Gregory Lewis , The Monk
4 " I could have done even better, miss, and I'd know a lot more, if it wasn't for my destiny ever since childhood. I'd have killed a man in a duel with a pistol for calling me low-born, because I came from Stinking Lizaveta without a father, and they were shoving that in my face in Moscow. It spread there thanks to Grigory Vasilievich. Grigory Vasilievich reproaches me for rebelling against my nativity: 'You opened her matrix,' he says. I don't know about her matrix, but I'd have let them kill me in the womb, so as not to come out into the world at all, miss. "
― Fyodor Dostoevsky , The Brothers Karamazov
5 " We the mortals touch the metals,the wind, the ocean shores, the stones,knowing they will go on, inert or burning,and I was discovering, naming all the these things:it was my destiny to love and say goodbye. "
― Pablo Neruda , Still Another Day
6 " I don’t regret meeting Jon. I knew that God put us together early. I knew he was my destiny, but sometimes as if I was a fisherman I wanted to throw back my destiny and start again "
― Anna Aquino
7 " I...have always known that my destiny was, above all, a literary destiny — that bad things and some good things would happen to me, but that, in the long run, all of it would be convertedinto words. Particularly the bad things, since happiness does not need to be transformed: happiness is its own end. "
― Jorge Luis Borges , Seven Nights
8 " I was born with a mission and definite purpose and I must achieve my goal and fulfill my destiny on the planet earth "
9 " Don’t Leave me aloneStaring At the phone Come back to me You’re my destiny Our love is true Oh Please don’t make me blue Baby come back to me I love you eternally ………………….No Baby means no I can’t live without you It’s true ……..No Baby means no You can’t leave me Here alone without you ……….. "
10 " I'm already crazy. I'm a fearless person. I think it creeps up on you. I don't think it can be stopped. If my destiny is to lose my mind because of fame, then that's my destiny. But my passion still means more than anything. "
― Lady Gaga
11 " My new album that I'm creating, which is finished pretty much, was written with this new instinctual energy that I've developed getting to know my fans. They protect me, so now it's my destiny to protect them. "
12 " What I secretly longed for was to disentangle myself of all those lives which had woven themselves into the pattern of my own life and were making my destiny a part of theirs. To shake myself free of these accumulating experiences which were mine only by force of inertia required a violent effort. Now and then I lunged and tore at the net, but only to become more enmeshed. My liberation seemed to involve pain and suffering to those near and dear to me. Every move I made for my own private good brought about reproach and condemnation. I was a traitor a thousand times over. "
― Henry Miller
13 " My life's been defined by my actions. I've shaped my destiny through my battles. I would rather keep chasing after my dreams until I crumble into dust than sit around waiting for fate to show me mercy. "
― Kōji Suzuki , Paradise
14 " I come to call down my destiny - and it is tall and dangerous! "
― Robin Jarvis , The Final Reckoning (The Deptford Mice, #3)
15 " Reality is the raw material, language is the way I go in search of it - and the way I do not find it. But it is from searching and not finding that what I did not know was born, and which I instantly recognise. Language is my human effort. My destiny is to search and my destiny is to return empty-handed. But - I return with the unsayable. The unsayable can only be given to me through the failure of my language. Only when the construction fails, can I obtain what I could not achieve. "
― Clarice Lispector , The Passion According to G.H.
16 " It was not a coincidence. It was not deja vu. It was destiny. It was my destiny to meet her. "
― , The Doppelgänger
17 " The DoveFly your flight my dear doveSing your song, make it reach the oceanI want my freedomI want to live in peaceI want to sing your songTo have your wingsTo be able to flyI want my destiny to leave the path that it is taking now. "
18 " I now know, by an almost fatalistic conformity with the facts, that my destiny is to travel... "
― Ernesto Che Guevara , The Motorcycle Diaries: Notes on a Latin American Journey
19 " How could I ever forget my best friend, the man, who had changed my destiny simply by allowing me to write about him? "
20 " In any case, there was only one tunnel, dark and lonely, mine, the tunnel in which I had spent my childhood, my youth, my whole life. And in one of those transparent lengths of the stone wall I had seen this girl and had gullibly believed that she was traveling another tunnel parallel to mine, when in reality she belonged to the broad world, to the world without confines of those who do not live in tunnels; and perhaps she had peeped into one of my strange windows out of curiosity and had caught a glimpse of my doomed loneliness, or her fancy had been intrigued by the mute language, the clue of my painting.And then, while I advanced always along my corridor, she lived her normal life outside, the exciting life of those people who live outside, that strange, absurd life in which there are dances and parties and gaiety and frivolity. And it happened at times that when I walked by one of my windows she was waiting for me, silent and longing (why was she waiting for me? why silent and longing?); but other times she did not get there on time, or she forgot about this poor creature hemmed in, and then I, with my face pressed against the glass wall, could see her in the distance, smiling or dancing carefree, or, what was worse, I could not see her at all and I imagined her in inaccessible or vile places. And then I felt my destiny a far lonelier one than I had imagined. "
― Ernesto Sabato , El túnel
