Quotes About Destiny

All of you were given two great gifts: your mind and your

What track am I on today?

It seems that our paths in life are not found in our minds. Our path in life is to find out what is in our hearts.

It will come sometime. Some beautiful morning she will just wake up and find it is Tomorrow. Not Today but Tomorrow. And then things will happen ... wonderful things.

There is another bend in the road after this. No one knows what will happen.

If we don't chase things, sometimes the things following us can catch up. -L.M. Montgomery

Since ever the world was spinning And till the world shall end You've your man in the beginning Or you have him in the end, But to have him from start to finish And neither nor borrow nor lend Is what all of the girls are wanting And none of the gods can send

Some are born old maids, some achieve old maidenhood, and some have old maidenhood thrust upon them , parodied Miss Lavendar whimsically.

Welcome, Anne. I thought you'd come today. You belong to the afternoon so it brought you. Things that belong together are sure to come together. What a lot of trouble that would save some people if they only knew it. But they don't...and so they waste beautiful energy moving heaven and earth to bring things together that don't belong.

But there is a destiny which shapes the ends of young misses who are born with the itch for writing tingling in their baby fingertips, and in the fullness of time this destiny gave to Emily the desire of her heart—gave

What if you never meet him? Then I shall die an old maid, was the cheerful response. I daresay it isn't the hardest death by any means. Oh, I suppose the dying would be easy enough, it's the living an old maid I shouldn't like, said Diana, with no intention of being humorous.

you'll be spared an awful lot of trouble if you die young.

If it had not rained on a certain May morning Valancy Stirling's whole life would have been entirely different. She would have gone, with the rest of her clan, to Aunt Wellington's engagement picnic and Dr. Trent would have gone to Montreal. But it did rain and you shall hear what happened to her because of it.

Favour is deceitful and beauty is vain, but I should not have minded finding that out for myself, if it had been so ordained. I have no doubt we will all be beautiful when we are angels, but what good will it do us then?

My future seemed to stretch out before me like a straight road. I thought I could see along it for many a milestone. Now there is a bend in it. I don't know what lies around the bend, but I'm going to believe that the best does.

Well, that is all the notes and there is not much else in the paper of any importance. I never take much interest in foreign parts. Who's this Archduke man who has been murdered? What does it matter to us? asked Miss Cornelia, unaware of the hideous answer to her question, which destiny was even then preparing. Someone is always murdering or being murdered in those Balkan States. It's their normal condition and I don't really think that our papers ought to publish such shocking things.

We are going to be the best of friends, said Gilbert, jubilantly. We were born to be good friends, Anne. You've thwarted destiny enough. I know we can help each other in many ways.

And there was always the bend in the road!

everything is foreordained and it was bound to happen anyway. But even so, it's nice to think one was an instrument used by predestination.

But Cecily's maiden feet were never to leave the golden road.

What is to be, will be, said Mrs. Rachel gloomily, and what isn't to be happens sometimes.

Well, hope for your thrilling career - but remember that if there is to be drama in your life somebody must pay the piper in the coin of suffering. If not you - then someone else.

I said I thought I liked Dean's idea of a succession of lives - I can't make out from him whether he really believes that or not - and Ilse said that might be all very well if you were sure of being born again as a decent person, but how about it if you weren't?

Non è mai prudente pensare che per noi sia già finita. Quando crediamo di aver scritto la parola fine sulla nostra storia, ecco che il destino usa lo stratagemma di voltare pagina e ci svela che c'è un capitolo ancora.