Quotes About Destiny

Not everything may be foreseen. 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.

I would know him in death and in the end of the world.

This was how I came to be ten, and an orphan. This is how I came to Phthia.

He was watching me, his eyes as deep as earth. "Will you come with me?" he asked. The never-ending ache of love and sorrow. 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. "Yes," I whispered. "Yes.

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

I let the pebbles tumble to the ground from my fingers, where they lie, haphazard or purposeful, an augury or an accident. If Chiron were here, he could read them, tell us our fortunes. But he is not here. "What if he will not beg?" I ask. "Then he will die. They will all die. I will not fight until he does." His chin juts, bracing for reproach. I am worn out. My arm hurts where I cut it, and my skin feels coated with unwholesome sweat. I do not answer.

There are times in life, little lady, he said, when we can only listen to the ticking of the clock of fate and wait for what is destined to happen. This is one of those times.

God and your folks give you the face you're born with, but you earn the one you die with.

Sempre teremos de morrer

All things are subject to decay and when fate summons, monarchs must obey.

Tis Fate that flings the dice, And as she flings Of kings makes peasants, And of peasants kings.

Not Heaven itself upon the past has power, But what has been, has been, and I have had my hour.

In your life you are William Wallace—who else could be? There is no other man who can replace you in your life, in the arena you've been called to. If you leave your place in the line, it will remain empty. No one else can be who you are meant to be. You are the hero in your story. Not a bit player, not an extra, but the main man.

Our lives are not a random series of events; they tell a Story that has meaning.

What have we to offer, really, other than who we are and what God has been pouring into our lives? It was not by accident that you were born; it was not by chance that you have the desires you do. The Victorious Trinity has planned on your being here now, "for such a time as this" (Esther 4:14). We need you.

One of the great wonders of Christianity is that you were born into your times, to set your times aright.

Jesus, I give my heart to your kingdom; I am made for your kingdom and nothing else will do.

Frodo could not be a hero unless he was born into a story with many chapters already played out before his own. His moment derives its weight and urgency from the moments that have come before.

If a man is ever to find out who he is and what he's here for, he has got to take that journey for himself. He has got to get his heart back.

Our problems are manmade--therefore, they can be solved by man. And man can be as big as he wants. No problem of human destiny is beyond human beings. Man's reason and spirit have often solved the seemingly unsolvable--and we believe they can do it again.

We, in this country, in this generation, are - by destiny rather than by choice - the watchmen on the walls of world freedom.

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There is no plan. All is hazard. And the only thing that will preserve us is ourselves.

The world began in hazard and will end in it.