Quotes About Inevitability

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Another thing that interested us enormously was how different the camouflage of the french looked from the camouflage of the germans, and then once we came across some very very neat camouflage and it was american. The idea was the same but as after all it was different nationalities who did it the difference was inevitable. The colour schemes were different, the designs were different, the way of placing them was different, it made plain the whole theory of art and its inevitability.

I'm like a toll booth. Sooner or later, you have to come to me.

We can't change what is coming. Something is always coming.

So what happens next?' 'Everybody dies, and the people who don't get married.' 'Like any other story, then.'

tain't so pleasant as when poor dear was here. Oh, I didn't want to lose her an' she didn't want to go, but it had to be. Such things ain't for us to say; there's no yes an' no to it.

Along with taxes and death, the only certainty in life is that we just don't know. So we might as well join this inevitability.

Not everything that's inevitable is regrettable.

I was created to be destroyed.

Fate goes ever as fate must.

I was realizing, for the first time, that everything goes on, turns gray, is ruined in the living. That there is no end to our story until death comes and the body decays.

you don't deal with time. Time deals with you.

Death lies dormant in each of us and will bloom in time.

No court can make time stand still.

It's unknown the place and uncertain the time where death awaits you; thus you must expect death to find you, every time, at every place.

If it's time for your character to go, it's time for your character to go - you know what I mean? That's it. It doesn't matter who you are.

Death is terrifying because it is so ordinary. It happens all the time.

Man yields to death; and man's sublimest works Must yield at length to Time.

Once you accept an idea, it's an idea whose time has come.

Every time I hear that somebody died I think of their body, on a steel table in a morgue somewhere. I think of how they can do nothing about it.

Most of the time one night blends into the next and weeks blend into weeks and months into other months. And sooner or later we all die. But at the beginning of the night anything's possible.

I know that I will not die until my time comes.

You, too, will someday die, perhaps under inconvenient circumstances, at a time when you do not particularly wish to, and for causes that you cannot yet predict.

But I intend to enjoy the weeks I have left with you to the fullest. Because I know from my study of the philosophy of time, whatever is going to happen in the future is already unavoidable.