I like fortune cookies. I mean, the actual cookie part. I find their subtle (at best) flavor and crunchy texture appealing. My kids do, too, especially my elder daughter. So occasionally I'll buy a box of them at the store as a treat, rather than wait until there's a cooking disaster or mommy just plain goes on strike and we're forced to order Chinese food.
Some people tell me that's "cheating." It's not a fortune cookie unless it's presented as a gift of purchase by the underpaid food service worker who packs up your takeout order. I say, they're never "fortune" cookies, anyway, they're proverb cookies, so pffft to you. I'll buy them in the box if I want to.
I'm telling you this because we happen to have such a box in our cupboard right now, and I happen to have eaten two in succession that yielded the following "fortunes" a.k.a. proverbs: "There is yet time for you to take a different path" and "The limits to your abilities are set by you."