Quotes About Coincidence

The univers is statistically more likely to be ironic than not

And yet.. even if you had been right, it would only have been by accident. A broken clock is right two times a day.

And it might also be that God had nothing to do with it, that it was just the moment that it would have happened anyway, whether she prayed or not.

I got here the same way the coin did.

Mi sono sempre chiesta se la piega presa dalla nostra vita esiste fin dall'inizio se invece la vita è fatta di eventi casuali nei quali individuiamo un filo solo a posteriori

People prefer fate to chance.

If you were a fanciful person, you might have said that it was almost as if that box was looking for Hiccup. But we are not fanciful people, and that would be ridiculous.

Sometimes it amazes me how much these defining parts of our lives hinge on chance.

That coincidence is God's way of staying invisible?

It's just a coincidence, I guess, but just the day before at the dry cleaner's, one of our customers, Mrs. Chudy, said to me- I forget what we were even talking about, but she said, My dear, there are no coincidences. That's just God's way of remaining anonymous. And I was like, to myself not to her, yeah? How do you know? But hey, maybe she's right.

Innovation occurs when ripe seeds fall on fertile ground. Instead of having a single cause, the great advances of 1937 came from a combination of capabilities, ideas, and needs that coincided in multiple places.

Yes, Jonnie," Emma said. "Extraordinary as it seems, it was mere coincidence that brought you to our door. It's the sort of thing that you expect to find only in a novel — and only when you know the author has been too idle to work it out any better.

I was twenty-two, the same age she was when she'd been pregnant with me. She was going to leave my life at the same moment that I came into hers, I thought.

was twenty-two, the same age she was when she'd been pregnant with me. She was going to leave my life at the same moment that I came into hers, I thought.

Stephen Jay Gould once wrote that the human mind delights in finding pattern — so much so that we often mistake coincidence . . . for profound meaning.

There's no such thing as coincidence. Only a lack of knowledge.

The long arm of coincidence.

i think about those twists of fate, the strange run-ins that can alter everything in the blink of an eye, or the shift of a single season.

Magic is the deliberate manipulation of coincidence.

I once threw myself down a flight of stairs rather than face even one moment with a milliner, at whose shop I quit working after discovering the sinister truth about her berets, only to find that the paramedic who repaired my fractured arm was a man who had fired me from a job playing accordion in his orchestra after only two and half performances of a certain opera.

But if you believe in coincidence, you probably shouldn't be a cop.

She had seen him. They had met. They had been once more in the same room.

Bad things always happen in three.

She would talk to him in the car, ask him something, then turn on the radio and find her question answered by the lyrics of a song; pick up a book and turn to a random page, to find the words that were exactly what she needed to hear. There is no such thing as coincidence, she would think, blowing a kiss of thanks to the heavens.