Quotes About Destiny

Karma is not a sentence already printed. It is a series of words that authors can arrange as she chooses.

But now I believe the book had its own story, a story it was writing the whole time. We were only characters in it, with no more choice than characters in a novel.

There are no coincidences. Just opportunities you're too dumb to see, doors you've been too blind to step through.

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There are no coincidences. Just opportunities you're too dumb to see, doors you've been too blind to step through. And for every one you miss there's some poor fucking soul who's been left behind, waiting for someone to come along and show him the way out.

When two people are meant to be together, they will be together. It's fate.

Love at first sight had always seemed a ridiculous thing to him, fairy tale stuff, but on that morning when he looked at Olivia nothing else had mattered, whatever matter. She was beautiful, but it wasn't that, it was something else, some strange compulsion that made him feel that he'd known her for a thousand years, that he'd been waiting all his life for her to some into it.

I mean, that's where you're going with this, aren't you? Just because we rattled off some names doesn't mean we have any control over them dying or going missing or whatever.

What if that girl I kissed—and believe me, I knew she was a girl—was a relationship that was supposed to happen? A relationship that was destined?

He had it all planned out, down to the end.

You were born to this, weren't you?' 'Well, you know what they say – it's not where you start, it's where you finish.

How many times we must have met Here on the street as strangers do, Children of chance we were, who passed The door of heaven and never knew.

To-night I close my eyes and see A strange procession passing me– The years before I saw your face Go by me with a wistful grace; They pass, the sensitive, shy years, As one who strives to dance, half blind with tears. The years went by and never knew That each one brought me nearer you; Their path was narrow and apart And yet it led me to your heart– Oh, sensitive, shy years, oh, lonely years, That strove to sing with voices drown in tears.

It's just so out of control. Life, I mean. The way it flies off in all these different directions without your permission.

If this kept up much longer, I was going to happen to someone.

Daleina would not be kept from her fate. She'd run toward it, arms open, and kick fate in the face.

The circumstances of our meeting. I was wounded, my eyes were bandaged, and she saved my life. But most curious, ridiculous, really, if examined logically, is the fact that though I never actually saw the woman, I fell in love with her.

Coincidence doesn't happen a third time.

Now is my time. Everything I've done up to this point is just a warm up. This is where it all begins.

In such seconds of decision entire futures are made.

It's time to stop letting your history control your destiny.

People tend to read books about a guy who goes back in time or a guy who is living under a pier.

It goes back to the destiny thing.I made a bargain with it, you know, a long time ago. And I'm holding up my end.

The humans live in time but our Enemy (God) destines them for eternity.