Quotes About Fate

We gallop through our lives like circus performers balancing on two speeding side-by-side horses--one foot is on the horse called fate, the other on the horse called free will. And the question you have to ask every day is--which horse is which? Which horse do I need to stop worrying about because it's not under my control, and which do I need to steer with concentrated effort?

Teach your heart that this is destiny

What would I do if you never came here?' But I was ALWAYS coming here. I thought about one of my favorite Sufi poems, which says that God long ago drew a circle in the sand exactly around the spot where you are standing right now. I was never not coming here. This was never not going to happen.

But I was always coming here. I though about one of my favorite Sufi poems, which says that God long ago drew a circle in the sand exactly around the spot where you are standing right now. I was never not coming here. This was never not going to happen.

Love renders all of our plans and all of our hopes a gamble

how could two people who were so in love not end up happily ever after? It had to work. Didn't it? Reunited with fresh hopes, we'd share a few deliriously happy days together. Or sometimes even weeks.

Genetic randomness had already determined how much talent I'd been allotted, and destiny's randomness would account for my share of luck. The only piece I had any control over was my discipline. Recognizing that, it seemed like the best plan would be to work my ass off. That was the only card I had to play, so I played it hard.

Where there is life, George, there is hope. Death is so terribly final. It will come soon enough to us all. I would hesitate to wish it hastened upon anyone.

There is so much about my fate that I cannot control, but other things do fall under my jurisdiction. There are certain lottery tickets I can buy, thereby increasing my odds of finding contentment. I can decide how I spend my time, whom I interact with, whom share my body and life and money and energy with.

Why had their lives turned out this way, and not another way?

Žmogus-nei diev? marionet?, nei savo likimo šeimininkas. Jis turi truput? ir vieno, ir kito. Per gyvenim? mes šuoliuojame lyg cirko artistai, raiti ant dviej? šalia lekian?i? arkli?: viena koja - ant vieno arklio, vadinamo likimu, kita - ant arklio, vadinamo laisva valia. Kiekvien? dien? reikia klausti, kuris arklys likimas, o kuris - laisva valia, d?l kurio arklio nereikia jaudintis, o kur? turi paspausti.

But I was always coming here. I thought about one of my favorite Sufi poems, which says that God long ago drew a circle in the sand exactly around the spot where you are standing right now. I was never not coming here. This was never not going to happen.

I saw it as proof that you must never surrender, that no doesn't always mean no, and that miraculous turns of fate can happen to those who persist in showing up.

En mi destino hay muchas cosas que se me escapan, pero hay otras que sí están bajo mi jurisdicción. Hay una serie de billetes de lotería que puedo comprar, aumentando mis posibilidades de llegar a ser feliz.

Galopamos por la vida como artistas de circo que se bambolean precariamente a lomos de dos veloces caballos; un pie va sobre el caballo llamado Destino y el otro, sobre el caballo llamado Libre Albedrío.

But nothing advanced into the realm of what you might call true love. Maybe I just wasn't looking for it. Or maybe I was being spared from it. Nothing will uproot your life more violently than true love—at least as far as I've always witnessed.

central beliefs of Calvinist teachings: You are responsible for your own situation in life, you are most likely doomed, and the future is terribly grim.

He doesn't speak. Instead, he grasps me by the collar of my coat and presses his lips to mine. Kiaran kisses me deeply, with an urgency I never thought him capable of. He kisses me like he knows he's going to die. He kisses me like the world is going to end.

Where there is life, George, there is still hope. Death is so terribly final. It will come soon enough

Biology is destiny only for girls.

Ryle Hira: Life is what it is

She was lost. He broke their kiss and laid his forehead against hers. "Make me stop." "I can't," she whispered. "Then… we're doomed," he said, his voice husky and low.

He doesn't deserve to die," she said. Tears pricked at her eyes. "Does anyone? Whether he deserves it or not is neither here nor there; it's simply his fate. You can no more change that than you can change the course of the stars.

Do you no longer believe in your luck?' 'You're not my luck, fallen angel, or even my dearest friend. You're my love. My true love.