It was natural enough for me to think that I was being persecuted by fate, since at the very start the theater had so temptingly offered me undreamed-of possibilities only to snatch them cruelly from me at the last moment. But it is only early in life that one believes fate to be identical with chance. Later one knows that the actual course of one's life was determined from within; however confusedly and meaninglessly our way may deviate from our desires, after all it does lead us inevitably to our invisible goal.
Saturday, August 13, 2016
Stefan Zweig on Fate
From the chapter "Bypaths on the Way to Myself" in Stefan Zweig's The World of Yesterday