Fate (n.) is the nothing of anxiety.
Fate (n.) is the most unstable and capricious of all things — which is why the aesthete is so well fitted to play it.
Fate (n.) is the unity of necessity and chance — hence "fate is blind": whoever walks blindly ahead walks as much by necessity as by accident.
Fate (n.) is the nothing of anxiety — like Paul's idol: there is no idol in the world, yet it is the object of the pagan's religiousness.
Fate (n.) cannot frighten the one in whom anxiety has already fashioned fate and taken from him everything any fate could take.
Fate (n.) is the misleading trail of some monstrous being that exists only once it is past, that is and is not — and seeing it, the striver finds his striving turned into straying.