We are the masters of our fate.

There is no fate that plans men's lives. Whatever comes to us, good or bad, is usually the result of our own action or lack of action.

Every man is the child of his own deeds

Men at some time are masters of their fates. The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, but in ourselves, that we are underlings.

We make our own fortunes, and call them fate.

That’s what being human means: to be master of your own fate.

We reap what we sow. We are the makers of our own fate. None else has the blame, none has the praise.

we're responsible for our own lives.

Alas!
We give our destiny from our own hands,
And trust to those most frail of all frail things,
The chances of humanity.

We reap what we sow. We are the makers of our own fate.
The wind is blowing; those vessels whose sails are unfurled
catch it, and go forward on their way, but those which have
their sails furled do not catch the wind. Is that the fault of
the wind?....... We make our own destiny.

We create our fate every day . . . most of the ills we suffer from are directly traceable to our own behavior.

A man's fate is his own temper.

Man's character is his fate.

A man's character is his fate.