Destiny (n.) exercises its influence over us even when, as yet, we have not learned its nature: It is our future that lays down the law of our today.
Destiny (n.) weighs on the men who bear it: they thirst in vain for someone to share their burden; at last they learn worldly prudence — to stop waiting, to be genial and modest, to endure everyone and a little more.
Destiny (n.) arrives for men of fate as an autumnal hour of ripeness when the deed they most feared falls unsought from the tree, almost as a gift.
Destiny (n.) is evaded by the men of fate with every trick, until the autumn hour of ripeness, when the deed they most feared falls easily from the tree, almost as a gift.
Destiny (n.) is what my creating will wills — or, more honestly, just such a destiny is what my will wills.