It matters not how strait the gate, How charged with punishments the scroll; I am the master of my fate: I am the captain of my soul.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
Oh while I live, to be the ruler of life, not a slave, to meet life as a powerful conqueror, and nothing exterior to me will ever take command of me.
How a person masters his fate is more important than what his fate is.
I will seize fate by the throat; it shall certainly never wholly overcome me.
May be is very well, but Must is the master. It is my duty to show justice without recompense.
The rule of the game was never assume that anybody, however honorable, would be able to stand up under torture. If Mr. X, who knew where I was, was caught for some reason, I should move.
I am here by the will of the Great Spirit, and by his will I am chief.
I am a soul. I know well that what I shall render up to the grave is not myself. That which is myself will go elsewhere. Earth, thou art not my abyss!
I, Master John Hus, in chains and in prison, now standing on the shore of this present life and expecting on the morrow a dreadful death, which will, I hope, purge away my sins, find no heresy in myself, and accept with all my heart any truth whatsoever that is worthy of belief.
My fate cannot be mastered; it can only be collaborated with and thereby, to some extent, directed. Nor am I the captain of my soul; I am only its noisiest passenger.
Recollection is not something that I can summon up, it simply comes and I am the servant of it.