Quotes About Destiny

Today was the day a thousand dreams would die and a single dream would be born. (pg 3)

He looked gloomily out of the misty window, opaque with the breath of himself and an elderly Indian officer, who was his only companion, and watched the fleeting landscape, which had a certain phantom-like appearance in its shroud of snow. He wrapped himself in the vast folds of his railway rug, with a peevish shiver, and felt inclined to quarrel with the destiny which compelled him to travel by an early train upon a pitiless winter's day.

There are some choices you can only make once. You can't go back to where you made a choice and then take the other one.

o futuro era um leque de possibilidades, não apenas uma trilha única e inalterável. Contudo, das trilhas, umas eram bem mais prováveis do que outras, e algumas eram tão prováveis que pareciam quase impossíveis de se evitar. Nesses casos, a palavra usada era destino.

You do not yet understand the God who works in mysterious ways. He decides when it is over.

The past cannot be changed. The future is yet in your power.

Men would be as gods, if they had foreknowledge.

I was a king and a king's heir and now I am a slave.

I could not tell what I should fill even this one day with; and there were years ahead. She

The sons of dreams outlive the sons of seed.

The finished shape of our fate, the line drawn round it. It is the task the gods allot us, and the share of glory they allow; the limits we must not pass; and our appointed end. Moira is all these.

I know I thought of many things: of death, and fate, and what the gods want of man; how far a man can move within his moira, or, if all is determined, what makes one strive; and whether one can be a king without a kingdom.

Man born of woman cannot outrun his fate. Better then not to question the Immortals, nor when they have spoken to grieve one's heart in vain. A bound is set to our knowing, and wisdom is not to search beyond it. Men are only men.

That," I said, "is the business of the gods, who made us." "Yes, but for what? We ought to be good for it, whatever it is. How can we live, until we know?" I gazed at him; such desperate words, yet he looked all lit from within. He saw I was paying attention; that was enough to draw him on.

There is only one journey, she said, that all men make. They go forth from the Mother, and do what men are born to do, till she stretches out her hand, and calls them home.

And suddenly he knew that this was not, as he had been saying to himself, simply an unlucky day. It was a day dedicated beforehand to a lost cause.

I thought, There goes my lord, whom I was born to follow. I have found a King. And, I said to myself, looking after him as he walked away, I will have him, if I die for it.

He was filled with a vast sense of the momentous, of unknown mysteries. He did not know what he should demand of himself, nor did it seem to matter, for he had not chosen this music he moved to, it had chosen him.

Pat and I, of course, could barely grasp that the Diana who'd been Patrick's beloved nanny three short months ago was destined to be the next queen of England. What a leap! From the nursery to the palace. Positively daunting.

People, the people we really love, where did they come from? What did we do to deserve them?

The gods only go with you if you put yourself in their path. And that takes courage.

Every man carries the seed of his own death, and you will not be more than a man. You will have everything; you cannot have more…

I suppose my mother could have been a witch if she had chosen to. But she met my father, who was a rather saintly clergyman, and he cancelled her out.

For them, health, or well-being, is more than getting by, existing, or making do. Knowing thyself means puzzling out how identity and fulfillment, meaning and destiny, are inextricably linked.