Quotes About Destiny

En la historia de los 3.5 mil millones de años de vida en la Tierra, somos la primera especie con la facultad de controlar nuestro destino. La perspectiva de hacerlo será excelente en la medida en que conozcamos nuestro pasado evolutivo.

Cain wonders for the first time, whether a child is born with the man already inside him waiting to emerge; or if there is only blankness, a void inside ready to be filled with whatever might be placed there.

Oedipus gouges out his eyes, Jocasta hangs herself, both guiltless; the play has come to a harmonious conclusion. Wrote Schiller.

in the life of every man there was one great good fortune and one misfortune of equal force.

The two of you grew apart,' my mother would say. She made it sound as if we'd veered off in different directions, though in fact we had the exact same destination. I just never made it.

Story seems to say that everything happens for a reason and I want to say, No, it doesn't.

Todos tenemos que morir, es una obligación. Si no muriéramos sería horrible, tendríamos que matarnos unos a los otros. Morir es nuestra única esperanza. Morir es el sentido de la vida, no te confundas.

But the universe wasn't really unfair, she thought, and her mouth quirked. It just didn't give much of a damn one way or the other.

I often wished that I could split myself a hundred ways and live a hundred separate lives [...]. But in the end, I supposed, we only had one life to lead, and the roads not taken would always outnumber and outshine the roads we end up taking, day by day, without plan.

That's how the universe worked at times: little things - the tiniest things - could catapult you toward a good life, but you had to be open and you had to be paying attention. Love wasn't purely destined, it relied on hiccups of fate - Aimee Mann, someone else's trip to Peru, a black dog.

There is really one city for everyone just as there is one major love.

There was another life that I might have had, but I am having this one. —Kazuo Ishiguro, Never Let Me Go

On the Road that I have taken, one day walking I awaken, amazed to see where I've come, where I'm going, where I'm from.

Fate isn't one straight road…there are forks in it, many different routes to different ends. We have the free will to choose the path.

Sometimes, life seems to have a higher meaning. Events unfold in uncanny sequences. Long-forgotten acquaintances turn up with news that changes lives. A stranger appears and speaks a few words of wisdom, solving a previously insoluble problem, or something in a recent dream transpires in reality. Suddenly the existence of God seems confirmed.

In spite of where we were, how we had gotten here and why we had come, I felt that at this moment of our lives, this place was exactly where we belonged. We were not drifting but rising, rising toward something right and of significance.

My life has a mysterious purpose that I don't understand, and day by day, conflict by conflict, I learn by going where I have to go.

Not all or even most suffering is at the hands of fate; it befalls us at our invitation.

Imagine that you are more than nothing. Evil made you, but you are no more evil than a child unborn. If you want, if you seek, if you hope, who is to say that your hope might not be answered?

One door away from heaven And the key is ours to lose. One door away from heaven But oh, the entry dues.

What will happen will happen. There is time for miracles until there is no more time, but time has no end.

When we love someone, we're held hostage by fate, because if we lose that person, then we, too, are lost.

Nothing is predetermined for us, and yet all our possible choices are threads in the vast weave of things, so that we have free will even though the consequences of our will are predictable.

We have all been brought into the world for some reason, and we must wonder why and hope to learn.