Quotes About Destiny

One God, One Aim, One Destiny. (Motto of the UNIA)

Chance has never yet satisfied the hope of a suffering people.

No one knows when the hour of Africa's Redemption cometh. It is in the wind. It is coming. One day, like a storm, it will be here.

God and Nature first made us what we are, and then out of our own created genius we make ourselves what we want to be. Follow always that great law. Let the sky and God be our limit and Eternity our measurement.

And if I really can see the future, then what does it mean? Is there any sense in our lives if everything is already out there, just waiting to happen? For if that were so, then life would be a horrible monster indeed, with no chance of escape from fate, from destiny. It would be like reading a book, but reading it backwards, from the final chapter down to chapter one, so that the end is already known to you.

If I can see the future, then what does that mean? It would be like knowing the end of a story right from the start, almost as if you were reading it backwards. And who wants to know how their own story ends?

It was ordained at the beginning of the world that certain signs should prefigure certain events.

That last day does not bring extinction to us, but change of place.

As I look at the human story I see two stories. They run parallel and never meet. One is of people who live, as they can or must, the events that arrive; the other is of people who live, as they intend, the events they create.

No luck was dumb because luck was just another name for miracle.

If you knew what was going to happen, if you knew everything that was going to happen next—if you knew in advance the consequences of your own actions—you'd be doomed. You'd be ruined as God. You'd be a stone. You'd never eat or drink or laugh or get out of bed in the morning. You'd never love anyone, ever again. You'd never dare to.

If you knew what was going to happen, if you knew everything that was going to happen next—if you knew in advance the consequences of your own actions—you'd be doomed. You'd be ruined as God. You'd be a stone. You'd never eat or drink or laugh or get out of bed in the morning. You'd never love anyone, ever again. You'd never dare to.

She must transform his hands so they will be willing to twist the rope around throats that have been singled out as hers was, throats other than hers. She must marry the hangman or no one, but that is not so bad. Who else is there to marry?

In order to avoid her death, her particular death, with wrung neck and swollen tongue, she must marry the hangman.

Here, as elsewhere, the gain of creation consists always in the growth of individual minds, which live and aspire, as flowers bloom and birds sing, in the midst of morasses; and in the continual development of that thought, the thought of human destiny, which is given to eternity adequately to express, and which ages of failure only seemingly impede.

Fortune offers you opportunities to create; she does not hand you presents.

The Fairy Queen has sent you to do brave deeds in this world. That High City that you see is in another world. Before you climb the path to it and hang your shield on its wall, go down into the valley and fight the dragon that you were sent to fight.

Was she insane?! She would lose her head before she was 20!

Il destino è come il cuore: è dentro di noi fin dal primo istante, perciò è inutile cercare di cambiarlo.

Privi?i din spate, oamenii duc greutatea destinului lor, ca ?i cum, în partea din ei în?i?i pe care n-o pot vedea, s-ar înghesui toate suferin?ele, necazurile, speran?ele, individuale ?i cele ale tuturor genera?iilor precedente care parc? se înver?uneaz? împotriva ultimului martor, îl împing în fa??, dar între timp par s? râd? de el, de înfrângerea pe care o va suferi.

È inutile indagare le occasioni mancate. Non sai mai se ti sei salvato dalla morte, o ti sei perso la vera vita.

I fought tenaciously against what seemed to be my destiny; I struggled against my natural reaction with all my strength, because it was killing my dreams and forcing me to go in the wrong direction.

Non posso fingere di non sapere quanto la volontà di un ottimo chirurgo sia ininfluente rispetto al compiersi di un destino. Le braccia di un uomo sono ferme alla terra, figlia mia, Dio, se c'è, è alle nostre spalle.

Qui è sepolta mezza Sarajevo. Le date di nascita cambiano, quelle di morte si ripetono. Era come un sacco nero, il destino. La morte fece un raccolto straordinario, in quei tre anni. La morte è solitudine e loro furono privati anche di quella privatezza, costretti a crepare a grappoli come insetti. Essere derubati della vita sembrava quasi accettabile, alla fine, ma il furto della morte è un'altra storia... finire alla rinfusa, mischiati come panni sporchi, come frutta marcia.