Quotes About Destiny

Omenirea e plin? doar de ea îns??i, nimeni nu-i lipseÈ™te È™i nu aÈ™teapt? pe nimeni. Va continua s? nu duc? nic?ieri È™i aceiaÈ™i oameni îÈ™i vor pune aceleaÈ™i întreb?ri È™i vor rata aceleaÈ™i vieÈ›i.

Non mi stupiva più, adesso, che alzasse il naso in aria con tanto impeto: il destino degli uomini di questa statura si svolge sempre qualche pollice al di sopra della loro testa.

We slip into the lives that are laid out for us the way children slip into the clothes their mother lays out for them in the morning. No one decides. We don't live our lives by choice, but by default.

That left either magical powers or coincidence, and although I have nothing at all against Harry Potter, coincidence got my vote.

This night it would happen, had to happen. Just as it had happened before. Just as it would happen again, and again.

Still, if I was really relying on luck, I might as well roll the dice. I stood up, trying to remember the name of the old Roman goddess of chance—Fortuna? It didn't matter. I was quite sure she only spoke Latin, and I didn't. I

I'll die a meter maid, Dexter.

The fate of another man decided by a war they didnt declar

Birth is life's first lottery ticket.

God don't give out certain.

RIP, Rest in Peace, though what's the point of that? What else're the dead going to be doing? It's a better message than Good Luck, don't you think?

birth is life's first lottery ticket.

Carmen Bristoliense.

He remained silent for the rest of the journey, having been made painfully aware that birth is life's first lottery ticket. Tom

Alexander Karpenko is no ordinary child, and from an early age, it is clear he is destined to lead his countrymen. But when his father is assassinated by the KGB for defying the state, he and his mother will have to escape from Russia if they hope to survive.

But in the end it wasn't up to me. The bigs things never are. Birth, I mean, and death. And love. And what love bequeaths to us before we're born.

The seeds of death get lost in the mess that God made us.

They were bound for college, husbands, child-rearing, unhappiness only dimly perceived—bound, in other words, for life.

Parents are supposed to pass down physical traits to their children, but it's my belief that all sorts of other things get passed down, too: motifs, scenarios, even fates.

Lefty, who'd been observing all the ways Greece had been handed down to America, arrived now at where the transmission stopped. In other words: the future. He stepped off to meet it. Desdemona, having no alternative, followed.

I mean, in the end it wasn't up to me. The big things never are. Birth, I mean, and death. And love. And what love bequeaths to use before we're born.

And all goes onward and outward, nothing collapses, / and to die is different from that anyone supposed, and luckier.

We found each other for so long before we lost each other.

that he was destined for capitalism and not scholarship