Quotes About Destiny

The interval of space separating her from him was one which he must as inevitably traverse as he must descend, by an irresistible gravitation, the steep slope of life itself.

He left it in thy power, ordaind thy will By nature free, not over-rul'd by Fate Inextricable, or strict necessity;

All is best, though we oft doubt, what the unsearchable dispose, of highest wisdom brings about.

Numerous, and every Starr perhaps a World   Of destind habitation; but

Henceforth I flie not Death, nor would prolong   Life much, bent rather how I may be quit   Fairest and easiest of this combrous charge,   Which I must keep till my appointed day   Of rendring up. MICHAEL to him repli'd.     Nor love thy Life, nor hate; but what thou livst   Live well, how long or short permit to Heav'n:

The world was all before them, where to choose Their place of rest, and providence their guide; They hand in hand, with wandering steps and slow, Through Eden took their solitary way.

Yet some there be that by due steps aspire To lay their just hands on that golden key That opes the palace of Eternity. To such my errand is

Anyhow we never know where we must go, nor what guides we are to get---people,storms, guardian angels, or sheep....

Fortunately wrong cannot last. Soon or late it must fall back home to Hades, while some compensating good must surely follow.

So much depends not on how awkward destiny is, but rather on how openly it is embraced.

When your life awakens and you begin to sense the destiny that brought you here, you endeavour to live a life that is generous and worthy of the blessing and invitation that is always calling you.

Respond to the call of your gift and the courage to follow its path.

seems that when a person finds himself in extremis and gathers his mind and calls out, something comes awake in the highest regions of destiny. Time behaves differently when blessing is invoked.

I don't believe that death comes at the end of a life. I believe your death was there at your birth with you. It was the unknown presence. Every step of the road of your life that you take, your death is beside you.

So much depends not on how awkward destiny is, but rather on how openly it is embraced. This is what the "sheltering wall" of blessing can enable.

The coincidences of your life, and the choices you have made in response to them, have brought you to this point . . .

The] passive assertion of superstitious men waiting for Destiny to fell them . . . is an attitude that most sensible men and women can easily reject. But rejection means assuming responsibility. And in our elites there is no desire to initiate changes which would insert the concept of responsibility into that of power. Only a persistent public commitment by the citizenry could bring such a thing about.

Second star to the right and straight on to morning.

There is nothing between me and death, but luck and sex and coincidence.

Whether you're an extra or the hero, this story is about to end. When it's done, whatever you want to be will be up to you and only you. It will happen away from the eyes of any audience and from the hand of any writer. You will be your own man.

We don't get to choose our battles.

because she wasn't some fucking fictional character destined to do whatever some goddamn hack wanted her to do.

Destiny gets compressed, you know, into just that small fraction of a second you have right in front of you at any one time. And there's nothing romantic about keeping your head down to avoid getting shot, or trying to save a friend who's been injured, or coming face to face with a creature who is as smart and mean and as terrified of dying as you are, and who wants to make sure that if someone is left on the ground there, it's you and not it.

In politics as in high school, who you are is to a large extent defined by who you sit with at lunch, and there was no doubt about it, the Earth was sitting at the loser table. It was not, Bob Pope thought, the true destiny of the Earth in our universe to be counted among the diplomatic equivalent of the acne-ridden and the furtively masturbating.