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Quotes About Fate

Or we won't meet again," he added softly. "No one knows what's written for anybody. Or what will befall them.
~ Andrzej Sapkowski
Andrzej Sapkowski
~ burgomaster
Everything has been, everything has happened. And everything has already been written about. Vysogota of Corvo
~ Andrzej Sapkowski
WyciÄ…ga po ciebie swe szpony Chaos, który wci?? nie jest pewien, czy staniesz siÄ™ jego narzÄ™dziem, czy te? przeszkodÄ… w jego planach. To, co Chaos pokazuje ci w snach, to jest wÅ'aÅ›nie ta niepewno??. Chaos boi siÄ™ ciebie. Dziecko Przeznaczenia. A chce sprawi?, byÅ› to ty czuÅ'a lÄ™k.
~ Andrzej Sapkowski
Chaos is afraid of you, Child of Destiny. But it wants you to be the one who feels fear.
~ Andrzej Sapkowski
So the officer gets pissed off and says tough luck, it's a witcher's fate to risk his neck, and that a witcher is perfectly suited to it, like an arse is perfectly suited to shitting.
~ Andrzej Sapkowski
The sword of destiny has two edges… You are one of them.
~ Andrzej Sapkowski
May Ye All Wail, for the Destroyer of Nations is upon us. Your lands shall they trample and divide with rope. Your cities razed shall be, their dwellers expelled. The bat, owl and raven your homes shall infest, and the serpent will therein make its nest . . . Aen Ithlinnespeath     The
~ Andrzej Sapkowski
The great and grandiosely heralded feast,' began Geralt, 'was preceded by serious preparations. We had to find Milva, who'd hidden in the stables, and convince her that the fate of Ciri and almost the entire world depended on her participation in the banquet. We almost had to force her into a dress. Then we had to make Angoulême promise she would avoid saying "fuck" and "arse".
~ Andrzej Sapkowski
Che importa se viviamo più di loro? Al nostro inverno non seguirà una primavera, non rinasceremo. Ma sia tu sia io siamo attratti da questi fuochi, sebbene la nostra presenza a questa festa sia una beffa malevola ed empia.
~ Andrzej Sapkowski
Il re amava immensamente la sua consorte, e lei lo ricambiava con tutto il suo cuore. Una storia simile non poteva che finire tragicamente.
~ Andrzej Sapkowski
To nie ba??, to ?ycie, Parszywe, zÅ'e, ci??kie, nie szczÄ™dzÄ…ce pomyÅ'ek, krzywd, ?alu, rozczarowaÅ" i nieszcz???, nie szczÄ™dzÄ…ce ich nikomu, ani wied?minowi, ani królowym. (...) to nie ba??, ale ?ycie, które sami musimy zapeÅ'nia? sobie momentami szcz??cia, bo na los i jego uÅ›miechy liczy?, jak wiesz, nie mo?na.
~ Andrzej Sapkowski
The mill of destiny is turning, the querns of fate are grinding… Whatever is destined must occur.
~ Andrzej Sapkowski
I know that in order to unite two people, destiny is insufficient. Something more is necessary than destiny
~ Andrzej Sapkowski
You do not dice with Destiny with impunity!
~ Andrzej Sapkowski
it gives me no rest, my wish to know the fate of all these scenes that entered my eyes and have remained in my thoughts. What happens to them when I am no longer there?
~ Andrzej Stasiuk
S? takie zbiegi okoliczno?ci, które przypominaj? wyrafinowany plan.
~ Andrzej Stasiuk
If it is true that your choices determine your destiny, and if the truth is that your thinking determines your choices, then it is, in fact, your thinking that determines your destiny.
~ Andy Andrews
Everything somehow works out. Every decision has an outcome, and every path has a destination.
~ Andy Stanley
What if I hadn't sold my guitar to Eric? Maybe it would all have turned out differently, and the Les Paul would have been merely another interesting historical clunker rather than a cultural icon.
~ Andy Summers
If indeed we shall never return to our birthplace; if indeed we have been abandoned by the gods; we are still answerable to the names of our beloveds.
~ Ange Mlinko
Nothing is a matter of life and death except life and death.
~ Angela Carter
My father lost me to the Beast at cards
~ Angela Carter
The waxen fingers of the Countess, fingers of a holy image, turn up the card called L'Amoureux. Never, never before… never before has the Countess cast herself a fate involving L'Amoureux. She shakes, she trembles, her great eyes close beneath her finely veined, nervously throbbing eyelids; the lovely cartomancer has, this time, the first time, dealt herself a hand of love and death.
~ Angela Carter