Quotes About Destiny

The trouble with trying to make the right accident happen is that it won't. That is not what "accident" means. The accident that eventually occurred was not what he had planned at all.

I seldom end up where I wanted to go, but almost always end up where I need to be.

The trouble with trying to make the right accident happen is that it won't. That is not what 'accident' means. The accident that eventually occurred was not what he had planned at all.

But she was finding it increasingly easy to believe that God, if there was a God, and if it was remotely possible that any godlike being who could order the disposition of particles at the creation of the Universe would also be interested in directing traffic on the M4, did not want her to fly to Norway either.

The trouble with trying to make the right accident happen is that it won't. That is not what accident means.

Chose me because I was good at it. At suffering. That is whom the gods choose.

Destiny is what we work toward. The future doesn't exist yet. Fate is for losers!

Later, I would learn that coincidences are the most planned things in the world. Later, I would learn that every single moment is a coincidence.

I broke out into a sweat and the worlds of Rilke, the poet, entered my brain -- his notion that we are all of us born with a letter inside us, and that only if we are true to ourselves, may we be allowed to read it before we die.

You wait for fate to bring about the changes in life which you should be bringing about yourself.

But when I open them up, I find that they're equal! And they both have achieved the same destiny: my zinc gurney. Why, then, did he tire himself out poring over so many books? Boh! Take my advice, journalist: eat, drink, and enjoy yourself—

The ending of Jesus' life in John is completely different than in Mark. In Mark, Jesus' last breath was a loud death cry from exhaustion and torment. In the Gospel of John, Jesus right to the very end maintains his dignity and balance, and remains centered in divine being. With his last breath, Jesus simply says, "It is finished." Jesus has lived out his destiny; he's played his part well, and he has no regrets.

I didn't make the calling happen, I couldn't pretend it didn't happen, and I couldn't have turned it off even if I'd wanted to. It was disconcerting. And sure enough, my intuition was true: the entire trajectory of my life had changed at that instant.

Ah me, thou Destiny, Giver of evil gifts.

Alas, poor men, their destiny. When all goes well a shadow will overthrow it. If it be unkind one stroke of a wet sponge wipes all the picture out.

And now it goes as it goes and where it ends is Fate. And neither by singeing flesh nor tipping cups of wine nor shedding burning tears can you enchant away the rigid Fury.

A man dies not for the many wounds that pierce his breast, unless it be that life's end keep pace with death, nor by sitting on his hearth at home doth he the more escape his appointed doom.

Fortune is for all, judgment is theirs who have won it for themselves.

Long tarries destiny, but comes to those who pray.

Nought is there in wealth that serves as bulwark 'gainst the subtle stealth Of Destiny and Doom.

For a single path leads to the house of Hades.

Good fortune is a god among men, and more than a god.

Yet though a man gets many wounds in breast, he dieth not, unless the appointed time, the limit of his life's span, coincide; nor does the man who by the hearth at home sits still, escape the doom that Fate decrees.

There's nothing certain in a man's life except this: That he must lose it.