Quotes About Destiny

Wyrd bi ful aræd, fate is unstoppable.

Did I know all that at eleven? Some, I think. It lay in my heart, unformed, unspoken, but hard as a stone. It would be covered over in time, half forgotten and often contradicted, but it was always there. Destiny is all, Ravn liked to tell me, destiny is everything. He would even say it in English, "Wyrd bi ful aræd.

We are not climbing Jacob's ladder to some heavenly perfection, but stumbling downhill towards Ragnarok.

Wyrd bið ful ãræd," I told Finan. Fate is inexorable.

Wyrd bi ful aræd.

You road, Uhtred, is like a bright blade across a dark moor. I see it clearly.

Your road, Uhtred, is like a bright blade across a dark moor. I see it clearly.

Enemies come soon in man's life, you don't need to seek them out.

So Urðr, Verðandi and Skuld would decide our fate. They are not kindly women, indeed they are monstrous and malevolent hags, and Skuld's shears are sharp. When those blades cut, they cause tears that feed the well of Urðr that lies beside the world tree, and the well gives the water that keeps Yggdrasil alive, and if Yggdrasil dies, then the world dies, and so the well must be kept filled, and for that there must be tears. We cry so that the world can live.

Fate is inexorable. It grips us like a harness.

Fate, Merlin always said, is inexorable

Wyn eal gedreas. Isso é parte de outro poema que às vezes ouço ser cantado no meu castelo. É um poema triste, e portanto um poema verdadeiro. Wyrd bið ful ãræd, diz ele. O destino é inexorável. E wyn eal gedreas. Toda alegria morreu.

The spinners were watching me, waiting, needles poised, and unless I did their bidding then my fate would be failure.

we cannot decree what we would wish. Making an oath is like steering a course, but if the winds and tides of fate are too strong, then the steering oar losses its power.

Mas o destino, como Merlin sempre nos ensinava, é inexorável. A vida é uma brincadeira dos Deuses, costumava dizer Merlin, e não existe justiça. Você precisa aprender a rir, disse-me ele uma vez, ou então vai simplesmente chorar até morrer.

It was fate, I thought. Just fate. We think we control our own lives, but the gods play with us like children playing with straw dolls.

Is all ordained? Foreknowledge is not fate, and we may choose our paths, yet fate says we may not choose them. So if fate is real, do we have a choice?

Once upon a time, in a land that was called Britain, these things happened.

We're not puppets in God's hands. We are his instruments. We earn our fate.

Life is a story without an end.

Because fate cannot be cheated, it governs us, and we are all its slaves.

Fate is inexorable

But destiny grips us and, the next morning, in a soft winter rain, we buried the dead, paid silver coins, and then walked southward. We were a boy on the edge of being a grown man, a girl, and a dog, and we were going to nowhere.

Alfred has trapped you, Uhtred." "No," I said, "the spinners did that." Ur r, Ver andi, and Skuld, the three women who spin our threads at the foot of Yggdrasil, had decided my fate. Destiny is all. "I shall go to my woman," I said.