Quotes About Destiny

Everything, in the end, comes down to timing. One second, one minute, one hour, could make all the difference. So much hanging on just these things, tiny increments that together build a life. Like words build a story, and what had Ted said? One word can change the entire world.

But you only get so many do-overs in this life, so many chances to, if not change your past, alter your future.

I'd come here planning to leave as soon as I could. It was a pit stop, not a destination. I had my whole life mapped out. So what happened? I guess that map didn't turn out to be mine after all

Maybe we were all destined to just keep doing the same stupid things, over and over again, never really learning a single thing.

Sometimes, you have to manufacture your own history. Give fate a push, so to speak.

Just me and the future, finally together. Now there was a happy ending I could believe in.

Isn't that the way everything begins? A night, a love, a once and for all.

Events conspired to bring you back to where you'd been. It was what you did then that made all the difference: it was all about potential.

Did you really believe, that first day, that we were meant to be together? I asked him. He looked at me and then said, You're here, aren't you?

In any moment, there were so many chances for paths to cross and people to clash, come together, or do any number of things in between. It was amazing we could live at all, knowing all that could occur purely by chance. But what was the alternative?

You can make your life, or life can make you. Was it really that simple of a choice?

But something, somehow, had made all these paths converge. You couldn't find it on a checklist, or work it into the equation. It just happened.

Some things are meant to be broken. Imperfect. Chaotic.

This isn't ideal. Very few things are. Sometimes, you have to manufacture your own history. Give fate a push, so to speak. You know?

The way I see it, she continued, is that some things are just meant to be the way they are.

Life has a way of disregarding even your best intentions.

I could pretend otherwise, pushing it out of sight and hopefully out of mind. But if something was really important, fate made sure it somehow came back to you and gave you another chance.

Then, a life was ending. Here, one was about to begin. I didn't believe in signs. But it was hard to ignore the fact that someone, somewhere, might have wanted me to go through this again and see there was another outcome.

Everyone had a forever.

Careful, she called out to me, her voice sharp; part admonishment, part warning. But I'd been that way all this time, and it hadn't changed a thing. Maybe it was better to barrel through life, breaking fragile things and catching on every jagged edge. Neat or messy, calm or crazy, I still ended up in this same place.

Life is long. Just because you don't get your chance right when you want or expect it doesn't mean it won't come.

Yo solo pense para mi mismo, asi subitamente, que nosotros teniamos algo en comun. Una quimica natural, si tu deseas. Y yo tenia un sentimiento que algo grande iba a pasar. A ambos. Que nosotros estabamos, de hecho, hecho para estar juntos.

And in that moment, if only for that moment, we were right where we were supposed to be.

Mais dans la vie, tout n'est pas parfait. Parfois, il faut se fabriquer sa propre histoire. Donner un petit coup de pouce au destin, tu comprends?