And I still say it was just a coincidence;' he muttered pugnaciously. 'You say it too! Look at me and say it! It was just a coincidence. That happened to be the nearest place on the dial where they both met exactly, those two hands. My blows dented them. They got stuck there just as the works died, that was all. Stay sane whatever you do. Say it over and over. It was just a coincidence! ' Outside the tall French windows, in the velvety night-sky, the stars in all their glory twinkled derisively in at them. ("Speak To Me Of Death") . Cornell Woolrich
I wonder how many people don't get the one they want, but end up with the one they're supposed to be with.
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Fannie Flagg
Love is our true destiny. We do not find the meaning of life by ourselves alone - we find it with another.
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Thomas Merton
But what can be done, the one who loves must share the fate of the one he loves.
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Mikhail Bulgakov
...some things are better left in the past. And true things are destined to repeat themselves.
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Suzanne Young
She had to go on this quest. The fate of the world might depend on it. But part of him wanted to say: Forget the world. He didn’t want to be without her.
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Rick Riordan
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