Quotes About Destiny

We may not know how the lines of our life are going to end, but at least we can predict what they'll sound like.

Consider this thought: Adam's entire existence was based upon what he ate. His diet determined his destiny. It also determined the entire course of human history.

Dear soulmate, I don't know who you are, where you live, or what you look like. But I pray for you every nite and I ask God to point you in my direction.

Men are not prisoners of fate, but prisoners of their own minds.

There must be a day or two in a man's life when he is the precise age for something important.

Storybook events come in threes. So, it seems, does Hell.

No attempt must be made to encase man, for it is his destiny to be set free.

I am not a prisoner of history. I should not seek there for the meaning of my destiny. I should constantly remind myself that the real leap consists in introducing invention into existence. In the world through which I travel, I am endlessly creating myself. I am a part of Being to the degree that I go beyond it.

For the black man there is only one destiny. And it is white.

Each generation must, out of relative obscurity, discover its mission, fulfill it, or betray it.

Mournful and yet grand is the destiny of the artist.

The subject of gambling is all encompassing. It combines man's natural play instinct with his desire to know about his fate and his future.

One of the early Muslims, Ubâdah b. a - âmit (d. ca. 34/654–55), exhorted his son al-Walîd on his deathbed in these words, as reported by a-abarî: "You will not be God-fearing, and you will not achieve knowledge until you believe in God and in predestination good or bad."54 Knowledge is clearly conceived here as coming after faith, which appears to be the more primitive and simpler achievement.

Gabriele non vedeva dinanzi a sé che un inizio, il crocicchio dove le vie si dividevano. Cinque passi più avanti tutto era nebbia e tenebra. Ma avviene in ogni vita così: prima della decisione nulla è più irreale che la meta.

Il giorno della mia nascita, i tre personaggi destinati a devastare l'umanità erano già venuti al mondo: Hitler aveva diciotto anni, Stalin ventotto e Mao tredici. Ero cascata nel secolo sbagliato. Il loro.

Cuando los animales de carne van, con paso lento por el pasillo que los conduce a su espantoso destino, con el miedo en las entrañas, el pelo erizado y el culo lleno de mierda, notamos más que nunca el parentesco y el parecido que tienen con nosotros. Miran la muerte con los mismos ojos.

We are sent into this world for some end. It is our duty to discover by close study what this end is and when we once discover it to pursue it

His own deism allowed for a God who, having made the world, having made the world, did not participate in the working out of its ends, whose management of human destiny only inherited in his allowing the patterns and values established by His will to work themselves out in human affairs. Lincoln's response to his own question is to change his tone and focus.

He came into my life in February 1932 and never left it again. More than a quarter of a century has passed since then, more than nine thousand days, desultory and tedious, hollow with the sense of effort or work without hope- days and years, many of them as dead as dry leaves on a dead tree. I can remember the day and the hour when I first set eyes on this boy who was to be the source of my greatest happiness and of my greatest despair.

A few days later it was the turn of the "Caviar" of the class. Three boys, Reutter, Müller and Frank, were known by this sobriquet because they kept strictly to themselves in the belief that they, and they alone among us, were destined to make their mark in the world.

L'afturganga non convoca mai invano. E il suo dono porta sempre su un sentiero

Changing your birth name is like divorcing your Self from Your Divine Plan.

On fortune's cap we are not the very button ...Then you live about her waist, or in the middle of her favours?...Faith, her privates we. SHAKESPEARE

By my troth, I care not; a man can die but once; we owe God a death ... and let it go which way it will, he that dies this year is quit for the next. – SHAKESPEARE