#fat

Єсть на світі доля, А хто її знає? Єсть на світі воля, А хто її має? Єсть люде на світі — Сріблом-злотом сяють, Здається, панують, А долі не знають,— Ні долі, ні волі! З нудьгою та з горем Жупан надівають, А плакати — сором. Возьміть срібло-злото Та будьте багаті, А я візьму сльози — Лихо виливати; Затоплю недолю Дрібними сльозами, Затопчу неволю Босими ногами! Тоді я веселий, Тоді я багатий, Як буде серденько По волі гуляти! ↗

— Taras Shevchenko

#freedom #life #shevchenko #tears #ukraine

When the time is ripe for certain things, these things appear in different places in the manner of violets coming to light in early spring. ↗

— Farkas Bolyai

#mathematics #politics #science #thought #science

Ever since I could remember, She was all that mattered. ↗

— James J. Caterino

#noir #science-fiction #science

You must understand that love never keeps a man from pursuing his destiny. If he abandons that pursuit, it's because it wasn't true love. ↗

— Paulo Coelho

#fate #life #love #life

But that was life: Nobody got a guided tour to their own theme park. You had to hop on the rides as they presented themselves, never knowing whether you would like the one you were in line for...or if the bastard was going to make you throw up your corn dog and your cotton candy all over the place. ↗

— J.R. Ward

#humor #life-lessons #life-sucks #random #wisdom

In the centre of Bond was a hurricane-room, the kind of citadel found in old-fashioned houses in the tropics. These rooms are small, strongly built cells in the heart of the house, in the middle of the ground floor and sometimes dug down into its foundations. To this cell the owner and his family retire if the storm threatens to destroy the house, and they stay there until the danger is past. Bond went to his hurricane room only when the situation was beyond his control and no other possible action could be taken. Now he retired to this citadel, closed his mind to the hell of noise and violent movement, and focused on a single stitch in the back of the seat in front of him, waiting with slackened nerves for whatever fate had decided for B. E. A. Flight No. 130. ↗

— Ian Fleming

#fate #flying #hurricane-room #plane #safety

I have chosen a life that depends on one’s awareness that every breath may be his last, every step may bring his downfall, and every word may stir betrayal. In truth, I must live in conscious ignorance of the mere thread that holds my life aloft, trusting that God alone has the power to sever it, and that He will do so only when my work on earth is complete. ↗

— Nicole Sager

#danger #falconer #fate #isle-of-arcrea #life

Margo's beauty was a kind of a sealed vessel of perfection - uncracked and uncrackable. ↗

— John Green

#infatuation #love #beauty

I say if it's going to be done, let's do it. Let's not put it in the hands of fate. Let's not put it in the hands of someone who doesn't know me. I know me best. Then take a breath and go ahead. ↗

— Anita Baker

#life-lessons #proactive #seize-the-day #take-control-of-your-fate #life

He has an eternity of love He is just waiting to give you. The more you soak it in, the more of His love you can take in. He wants to saturate you in His love. ↗

— Linda Boone

#intimacy-with-god #real-love #soaking #life