We were discussing the fine puppetry of fate. — Sarah MacLean, No Good Duke Goes Unpunished
We were discussing the fine puppetry of fate. — Sarah MacLean, No Good Duke Goes Unpunished
We were discussing the fine puppetry of fate. — Sarah MacLean, No Good Duke Goes Unpunished
We were discussing the fine puppetry of fate. — Sarah MacLean, No Good Duke Goes Unpunished
We were discussing the fine puppetry of fate. — Sarah MacLean, No Good Duke Goes Unpunished
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We were discussing the fine puppetry of fate.

— Sarah MacLean, No Good Duke Goes Unpunished
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To survive was to escape fate. But if you escape your fate, whose life do you then step into? — Anne Michaels, Fugitive Pieces
Life's full of events - they occur and you adjust, you roll and move on. But at some point you realize some events are a — Adam Johnson, Fortune Smiles
Lost in these imaginary illusions I forgot my destiny – that of the hunted. — Jorge Luis Borges, The Garden of Forking Paths
It seemed incredible that this day, a day without warnings or omens, might be that of my implacable death. — Jorge Luis Borges, The Garden of Forking Paths
Fate lies down the path for those strong enough to walk it. — Marissa Honeycutt, The Life of Anna: The Complete Story
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I have a proposition for you,” she said, trying for a businesslike tone. “A very sensible one. You see—” She paused to c — Lisa Kleypas, Mine Till Midnight
This is why there is something awful about human freedom. This power to make a choice which will never cease to reverber — Jerome A. Miller, The Way of Suffering: A Geography of Crisis
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