“Believe that God discarded you if you want to, fate or destiny or whatever, but at least know they loved you...”

“Even if you don't believe in god or fate, at least you can believe in narrative.”

“Do you believe in fate?""I guess, but . . . its more about creatng the life you want so you can make that fate a reality. You know?”

“Fate or imprinting, or whatever the hell my people want to call it – none of that can make me love you.”“I love you, Layla. I love your stubborn streak, the way you love Rosie, Raife, and Tati. I admire you desire for independence, and Lord knows, I love your moxie.”“Fate didn’t make me love you… you did.”

“i fear no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true) and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you here is the deepest secret nobody knows”

“She truly believed that she carried her own fate in the palm of her hand, as if destiny was nothing more than a green marble or a robin's egg, a trinket any silly girl could scoop up and keep. She believed that all you wanted, you would eventually receive, and that fate was a force which worked with you, not against you.”