No one can/will insinuate himself/herself into someone else's destiny i.e. no matter how smart/sharp you think you are, you can't/won't manipulate your destiny. Moreover, that signifies until you engage and indulge in your God-given destiny, life is likely not to augur well with you. Therefore, endeavour at all cost to discover and fulfill your God-given destiny.
No one is done for/finished until the person involved thinks/says so. Listen up, life is a matter of choice of mentality, mindset and utterance. I mean, you have a sole right/choice to decide either to think/speak hopefully/positively or hopelessly/negatively. Yes of course, you've got the right/choice. But I urge you as usual. Irrespective of your current condition/ordeal choose to think/speak hopefully/positively and not at all the opposite. For, that's just the way you should think/speak all the time/way.
No thoughtful man ever came to the end of his life, and had time and a little space of calm from which to look back upon it, who did not know and acknowledge that it was what he had done unselfishly and for others, and nothing else, that satisfied him in the retrospect, and made him feel that he had played the man.
Nobody dast blame this man. For a salesman, there is no rock bottom to the life. He don't put a bolt to a nut, he don't tell you the law or give you medicine. He's a man way out there in the blue, riding on a smile and a shoeshine. And when they start not smiling back -- that's an earthquake. And then you get yourself a couple of spots on your hat, and you're finished. Nobody dast blame this man. A salesman is got to dream, boy. It comes with the territory.
Non-political conclusion- Egypt: Those days following the catastroph 25th of January, my philosophy about the abstract meanings of humanity and life have been amended, that I observed how much of hideous dirt exists deep inside the Egyptian individuals, that such days immensly braught it up to the surface..
None has more frequent conversations with a disagreeable self than the man of pleasure; his enthusiasms are but few and transient; his appetites, like angry creditors, are continually making fruitless demands for what he is unable to pay; and the greater his former pleasures, the more strong his regret, the more impatient his expectations. A life of pleasure is, therefore, the most unpleasing life.