Quotes About Coincidence

Once is happenstance. Twice is coincidence. Three times is enemy action

Acknowledgements Reading Group Notes Timeline About the Author By Ian Rankin Copyright Serendipity. According to the dictionary, it means the ability to make 'happy chance finds'. Serendip was the old name for Ceylon. Horace Walpole is credited with coining the term, after the fairy tale 'The Three Princes of Serendip', whose titular heroes were always stumbling across things they weren't looking for.

the club coincided.

Porque nos suceden las cosas? ¿De veras un encuentro casual es lo menos casual del mundo, como dice Cortázar?

A millipede ran into a centipede on the street. The millipede said in surprise, "Wow, what are the odds of this?!" "Oh," answered the centipede, "about 10 to 1.

was the product of fate, or chance, or luck, or even divine will.

Real love is always fated. It has been arranged before time. It is the most meticulously prepared of coincidences.

Within the magic world view, coincidence is confirmation.

I've had moments when I've thought about somebody, picked up the phone to call them and they are on the line already, and I think that maybe there's some vibration, some connection.

It seemed as if some subtle current of recognition had passed between them…not as if they had met before…but as if they had come close several times until finally an impatient Fate had forced their paths to intersect.

People don't come into our lives by accident.

Nothing happens by accident, Norman, she'd said. It's all part of a larger plan.

Menschen treten nicht zufällig in unser Leben.«

Sure it was an odd coincidence for Gage Burton to be in possession of a fly she'd designed and given to her abductor, and for that fly to be tucked in between the pages of a news story that referenced Sebastian. But coincidences happened.

Can you pinpoint the exact instant your life starts on a collision course with someone else's? Can you trace back to the moment those lives did finally intersect, and from where they spiraled outward again, yet from that point they remained forever entwined, two lives locked one with another?

So much of life is luck. One day you make a right turn and get hit by a car. Turn left and you meet the love of your life. I think I made the correct turn.

Last year in the U.S. alone more than nine hundred thousand people were reported missing and not found... That's out of three hundred million, total population. That breaks down to about one person in three hundred and twenty-five vanishing. Every year.... Maybe it's a coincidence, but it's almost the same loss ratio experienced by herd animals on the African savannah to large predators.

I am disturbed by the presence of inordinate levels of coincidence

Does each song, he wondered, have a certain time and place-beyond the subjective aspects of technique and talent-when it is perfectly played by the performer, or perfectly received by the listener? If so, he wondered, what if by some huge cosmic coincidence both occurred simultaneously? He felt he had just witnessed such a phenomenon. Could the same process occur with other art forms?

when a group of individuals gravitated toward one another for no apparent reason, or a group of individuals inexplicably headed in the same direction as if drawn by a magnetic field, or coincidence piled on coincidence too many times, as often as not the shadowy outlines of a covert intelligence operation were somehow becoming visible.

It seems that so much of good luck and bad are accidental and that the chance meetings that Pasternak had been criticized for in Zhivago are in fact the core of life.

People work too hard to figure out the meaning of their lives. Why me, why now. The truth is, sometimes things don't happen to you for a reason. Sometimes it's just about being in the right place at the right time for someone else.

Accidents did not just happen. From time to time they were carefully plotted, calculated, and arranged to one's advantage-all, of course, under the cloak of happenstance.

His grandmother had taught him that there was no such thing as coincidence. There are millions of people in this world, she had told him, and the spirits will see that most of them, you never have to meet. But there are one or two that you are tied to, and spirits will cross you back and forth, threading so many knots until they catch and you finally get it right.