I often feel, and ever more deeply I realize, that fate and character are the same conception.
Nature is a petrified magic city.
A character is a completely fashioned will.
The mysterious path goes inward. It is in us, and not anywhere else, where the eternity of the worlds, the past and the future are found.
Character and fate are two words for the same thing
One should, when overwhelmed by the shadow of a giant, move aside and see if the colossal shadow isn't merely that of a pygmy blocking out the sun.