destiny = the terrible certainty that the thing we have gone to such efforts to avoid will come back but at another level, perhaps the greater, perhaps the lesser for having been denied

Consider what we call repetition within a life – more precisely, within a spiritual life. Presents succeed, encroaching upon one another. Nevertheless, however strong the incoherence or possible opposition between successive presents, we have the impression that each of them plays out “the same life” at different levels. This is what we call destiny.

– Gilles Deleuze, quoted in Levy Bryant, Difference and Givenness, p. 122