Fate is the raw materials of experience. They come uninvited and often unanticipated. Destiny is what a man does with these raw materials.
Life wears down the edges of the mind.
A bigot is a person who makes an idol of his commitments.
To love is to make of one's heart a swinging door.
Follow the grain in your own wood.
If a man knows precisely what he can do to you or what epithet he can hurl against you in order to make you lose your temper, your equilibrium, then he can always keep you under subjection.