Quotes About Inevitability

In a way, he realized, I'm part of the form-destroying process of entropy.

Why, yes, the mo­ment you're born, your death comes in­to the world with you, and it's your death that takes you out.

Your death taps you on the shoulder, or takes your hand, and says, 'Come along o' me, it's time.

Algunas historias son así. Cuando se les ha dado cuerda, nada las detiene; avanzan hasta alcanzar el final previsto. Aunque los personajes deseen con todas sus fuerzas modificar su destino, son incapaces de hacerlo.

Everyone becomes a part of history whether they like it or not and whether they know it or not.

Everyone thinks at some time or other that in a hundred years no one now alive will be on earth - the overwhelming force will sweep the place clean.

The end is so immense, it is its own poetry. It requires little rhetoric. Just state it plainly.

The profusion of the stars told him unambiguously that he was doomed to die

Çünkü herkes gibi onun da ba??na gelecek. Çünkü hayat?n en rahats?z edici gücü, ölümdür. Çünkü ölüm çok adaletsizdir. Çünkü insan bir defa yaÅŸam?n tad?na var?nca ölüm dahi gözükmez ona...

Pensava gli stessi pensieri, inutili per un uomo di non grande talento come lui, se non per Sofocle: la casualità con cui si forma un destino... E come tutto può sembrare accidentale, quando è inevitabile.

TE OCCIDERE POSSUNT SED TE EDERE NON POSSUNT NEFAS EST

True. The one certainty about riding, Braygan, is that - at some time - you will fall off. It is a fact. Another fact you might like to consider, in your life of perpetual terror, is that you will die. We are all going to die, some of us young, some of us old, some of us in our sleep, some of us screaming in agony. We cannot stop it, we can only delay it.

No one ever gets out of this life alive.

If disaster, so be it, they said to themselves. There was nothing to be done except what could be done. The rest -- like the salt water around them, which swallowed the snow without effort, remaining what it was implacably -- was out of their hands, beyond.

He decided then that he would love her forever no matter what came to pass. It was not so much a matter of deciding as accepting the inevitability of it.

But he would protect her with his heart for a little while. For a little while, before the insentient iron world and the Mammon of mechanised greed did them both in, her as well as him.

You don't realize - the great thing about change is how quickly we get used to it. So I'm not complaining. the more things change,the more they don't stay the same. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise. They might not change everywhere all at once - but there are moments when the impossible becomes the inevitable, and the rest is just a matter of time.

In my kind of falling, there's no landing. There's only hitting the ground. Hard. Dead, or wanting to be dead. So the whole time you're falling, it's the worst feeling in the world. Because you feel you have no control over it. Because you know how it ends.

Dead is dead. For whatever reason. And in choice between life and death, there is no other choice.

The train comes. If you stay on the tracks, you die. If you jump off the bridge, you die, There's always a train coming eventually.

I hoped our lives would continue this way forever, but inevitably the past came knocking. Not the good kind that was collectible but the bad kind that had arthritis.

Each one of us is left to choose our own quality of life and take pleasure where we find it with the understanding that, like Mom used to say, sooner or later something's gonna get you.

It's beautiful, the Atlantic, but at the same time so insistent, always advancing, always taking what it wants.

We will all be destroyed whether we like it or not. I say let's like it.