Quotes About Fate

The world's a bastard. Life just happens to people.

Some characters in the world are marked down for self-destruction, and to these no amount of rational argument can appeal.

Death and life are both simply the hazards of a chance which cannot be averted

This is nothing of medical interest — a small chill. Diseases are not interested in those who want to die.' And then with one of those characteristic swerves of association, like a swallow turning in mid-air she added, 'Oh! Nessim, I have always been so strong. Has it prevented me from being truly loved?

If, of all words of tongue and pen, The saddest are, It might have been,' More sad are these we daily see: 'It is, but hadn't ought to be!'

Have all beautiful things sad destinies?

No matter how sad we might be, the universe is still planning our happiness.

It is sad when two people turn from the paths they're traveling, and their paths go on to cross without them.

Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypres let me be laid; Fly away, fly away, breath; I am slain by a fair cruel maid.

Ive never thought of my characters as being sad. On the contrary, they are full of life. They didnt choose tragedy. Tragedy chose them.

The sad vicissitude of things.

It is of no avail to know what is about to happen; for it is a sad thing to be grieved when grief can do no good.

Drawing Lavi's smile eases me precisely because he has such a sad fate.

Is it thy will that I should wax and wane, Barter my cloth of gold for hodden grey, And at thy pleasure weave that web of pain Whose brightest threads are each a wasted day?

His face was sad and stern because of the doom that was laid on him, and yet hope dwelt ever in the depths of his heart, from which mirth would arise at times like a spring from a rock.

Our cure, to be no more; sad cure!

Fortune has played me a sad trick by letting me live on and on.

Man's feeble race what ills await! Labour, and Penury, the racks of Pain, Disease, and Sorrow's weeping train, And Death, sad refuge from the storms of Fate!

Fate gave, what Chance shall not control, His sad lucidity of soul.

It is sad that unless you are born a god, your life,from its very beginning, is a mystery to you.

There was a man and he had eight sons. Apart from that, he was nothing more than a comma on the page of History. It's sad, but that's all you can say about some people.

Let us ride our own orbits and trust that they will meet. May our reunion be not a finding but a sweet collision of destinies!

You can not go back. That's why it's hard to choose. You have to make the right choice. As long, as you don't choose, everything remains possible.

Is the love you have for me, and the feelings I have for you forever parallel, with no chance of intersecting?