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And in this fatalism, so utterly foreign to his ardent, supersensitive nature, he found a certain momentary sense of peace. He went about his daily classroom tasks as in a dream, doing mechanically what he was asked, and dropping his effort as soon as the demand for it ceased.

He could not understand; for the art in him was not that warm, suffering thing, creation, but hard, brightly polished talent. Hazel stood at the edge of the steep grey cliff, her hands folded, a curious fatalism in her eyes. 'There'll be summat bad'll come to me hereabouts, she said 'summat bad and awful.

From some ancestral source she had derived a strain of the passive fatalism by which alone one can submit uncomplainingly to the inevitable. By the same token, when once a thing had been decided, it became with her a finality, which only some extraordinary stress of emotion could disturb.

But for all this, although she was sure in her uncanny fashion that her baby's death would come of her staying, she refused to leave her husband as she had refused eleven years before. Doubtless affection was at the bottom of it, for Janey Dove was a very faithful woman; also there were other things her fatalism, and stronger still, her weariness. She believed that they were doomed.

The words have a melodramatic look on paper. But he spoke them not only with his lips, but with his whole self. They were not out of keeping with his nature. There is no more desperate blood in the world's veins than that of the Celt when he is driven to bay or exasperated by passion. In him the reckless fatalism of the Asiatic is blended with the cool daring of the northerner.

This acts directly upon the will itself, and absolutely controls all its movements. Within its own sphere it is conceded to beas absolute as natural necessity,” andas sure as fatalism.” It absolutely and unconditionally determines the will at all times, and in all cases. Yet we are told that we are accountable for all the acts thus produced in us, because they are the acts of our own wills!

Forgetful of his shattered arm, an old fellow, with the face of Henri Quatre, eagle nose, beard, and all, sat with his head sunken on his chest in mournful contemplation, and a fine-looking, black-haired, dragoon kind of youth with the wildest of eyes clung like grim death to a German helmet. The same expression of resigned fatalism was common to all.

Last night horrified and humble, this morning, "Don't care" and feather-headed. He said sourly: "Oh! You can joke about it now?" Laurence turned his face to the wall. "Must." Fatalism! How detestable were natures like that! "I've been to see her," he said. "You?" "Last night. She can be trusted." Laurence laughed. "That I told you." "I had to see for myself. You must clear out at once, Larry.

He raised no plaint over what had befallen his race; "the Great Spirit above directs us so that whatever hath been said or done must be good and right," he said in a spirit of strange fatalism well known to certain creeds, both Christian and heathen.

They accept the fact that you are there, just as we accept the fact that any other evil exists in this world, without asking why, except on very special occasions. I believe, too, that, in the matter of worldly preferment, there is too much fatalism in many good men. They have a vague trust that Providence will do more than it has promised.