“There is no such thing as chance. When someone finds something they truly need, it is not chance that brings it to them, but the person themselves—their own desire and inner necessity lead them to it.”
Source: Demian: Die Geschichte von Emil Sinclairs Jugend
“The last stroke of midnight dies.
All day in the one chair
From dream to dream and rhyme to rhyme I have ranged
In rambling talk with an image of air:
Vague memories, nothing but memories.”
Source: The Wild Swans at Coole
“The world turns aside and let's anyone pass who knows where he's going.”
“I am the Rat, the Termite, the Eater of Wealth, the Still One, the Quiet.
And I have come for you.”
Source: The Rosewater Redemption
“Il Destino (ossia il Dono) degli Uomini è la mortalità, la libertà dai cerchi del mondo.”
Source: Silmarillion 2ND Edition
“She’d been destined for better things. Incredibly bright at school, she was too much for the overstretched teachers who’d just given her more work and let her get on with it.”
Source: The Girlfriend
“I’d never expected to find a partner. I’d never looked. And yet, one had stumbled upon my little nest and found me anyway. It seemed the universe was looking out for me because Robin was the happiest accident I’d ever made.”
Source: If Only In Our Dreams
“In this Universe, the only one, every event that will happen has already happened, every decision you will make... you have already made it. Because you make no decisions. You are the decision.”
Source: Möbius - La fine e l'inizio
“In a place, where everything has already happened and is yet to happen... we are all at the same time, all in the same place, close one another, dead and living, anyway. Enclosed and immutable, like inside a diamond. Looking for happiness, 'cause we are happy. Following God's plan.”
Source: Möbius - La fine e l'inizio
“This swamp, Elara, it murmurs secrets. You must simply écouter- listen closely. The ley lines converge here, but that's not all. The legend…une belle histoire, a beautiful story, of Aradia, the Moon Goddess, and Kealen, the first of our kind, echoes within these very trees. They say they loved each other deeply, their spirits entwined like the roots beneath our feet." He paused, allowing the weight of the story to settle. "But a sorcerer, consumed by jealousy and steeped in black magick, cursed them. He tore Aradia from Kealen's arms, banishing her to the lonely orbit of the moon, her light forever out of reach. And Kealen...he was bound to the form of the wolf, forever yearning for his lost love.
Declan”
Source: Under The Blood Moon