Quotes About Destiny

Sometimes I think we spend too much time trying to figure out the how of things - the war, man's inhumanity, destiny, genius....one simple kiss that the whole world fits into. All that matters is that we try to live the best things and turn our backs on the worst.

Once there was a single being, a complete whole, a man and a woman as one entity in paradise. As punishment, they were cleaved apart. And for eternity forced to spend their lives trying to find their perfect puzzle other half. When you find your perfect puzzle other half, Delphine, it is blasphemy to walk away, to deny the pleasure that is due you.

Si a literatura musical brasileira fosse vasta, eu não publicaria este livro. Porém muitas vezes tenho sofrido nos olhos dos meus discípulos a angústia dos que desejam ler. Si por um momento eu lhes minorar essa angústia, este livro terá cumprido o seu destino, pois foi isso unicamente o que pretendi.

Hay casualidades que es preciso forzar

Si Dios considera que éste es el lugar para mí, Él me conseguirá el préstamo, porque yo no sé cómo hacerlo".

Life, with its rules, its obligations, and its freedoms, is like a sonnet: You're given the form, but you have to write the sonnet yourself. - Mrs. Whatsit

Sometimes events conspire to force one to do what should be done.

Name one hero who was happy." "You can't." He was sitting up now, leaning forward. "I can't." "I know. They never let you be famous AND happy." He lifted an eyebrow. "I'll tell you a secret." "Tell me." I loved it when he was like this. "I'm going to be the first." He took my palm and held it to his. "Swear it." "Why me?" "Because you're the reason. Swear it." "I swear it

It was their favorite bitter joke: those who fight against prophecy only draw it more tightly around their throats.

The last thing I think is: Achilles.

Who was he if not destined for fame?

Do you think Aristos Achaion fights in hopeless wars?

Every moment of my peace was a lie, for it came only at the gods' pleasure. No matter what I did, how long I lived, at a whim they would be able to reach down and do with me what they wished.

He wanted to go. He had always wanted to go, from the moment he was born into my arms.

He had no chance, really. He was only flesh.

No wonder I have been so slow, I thought. All this while, I have been a weaver without wool, a ship without the sea. Yet now look where I sail.

Are you frightened?" I asked. The first call of a nightingale in the trees at our backs. "No," he answered. "This is what I was born for.

Most gods and mortals have lives that are tied to nothing; they tangle and wend now here, now there, according to no set plan. But then there are those who wear their destinies like nooses, whose lives run straight as planks, however they try to twist. It is these that our prophets may see.

Will you come with me?' he asked. Perhaps in some other life I could have refused, could have torn my hair and screamed, and made him face his choice alone. But not in this one. He would sail to troy and I would follow, even into death.

She brought the whole urgent universe wherever she went, portents and angry deities and a thousand looming perils.

Did he know, or only guess at Achilles' destiny? As he lay alone in his rose-colored cave, had some glimmer of prophecy come to him? Perhaps he simply assumed: a bitterness of habit, of boy after boy trained for music and medicine, and unleashed for murder.

those who fight against prophecy only draw it more tightly around their throats.

Penelope said, 'What makes a witch, then? If it is not divinity?' 'I do not know for certain,' I said. 'I once thought it was passed through blood, but Telegonus has no spells in him. I have come to believe it is mostly will.' She nodded. I did not have to explain. We knew what will was.

It is likely you are not a witch. But you are something else. Something you have not found yet. And that is why you go P.240