Remember how far you’ve come, and you won’t have to rely on a destiny for your future. It will come on your own.

I was falling in love with her, and she was falling in love with me. It was fated, decided before any of us were born, and I hated it as much as I loved it. I could barely stand it. (Eric)

Fate was a reality, but it wasn’t a beautiful or angelic thing. It was a heart-wrenching nightmare. And we’d fallen blindly into it. We had no escape. It was happening, and it was up to me to guarantee our survival of it. (Eric)

Neither of us asked to be born descendants, yet I’d be rewarded with his death, and we couldn’t prevent that. No one could. (Eric)

His entire presence was like gravity, impossible to forget, possible to believe in, a theory merged into a law.

Fate was tricky like that. It consumed us when we thought we were free, and it freed us when we thought we were captured.