Quotes About Fate

It's funny how things work out sometimes.

Come join me for some tea so we can discuss how your giong to die

Some things can't be changed. They'll always happen the way they were supposed to.

You also have a part to play in this adventure, and that part was written for you before you long before you were born.' 'Are you saying I have no choice?' 'We all have choices. But our decisions are already known.

We're all on the road to ruin but some are further ahead than others.

Diana Cowper had planned her funeral and she was going to need it. She was murdered about six hours later that same day.

If the laws of physics worked, he would make it across. If they didn't, he would die. It was as simple as that.

Don't be sorry. Our lives don't belong to us, so we can't complain if they're taken away.

Well, he had never smoked because he thought it was good for him and, if cancer had any fancy ideas about killing him, it would just have to take its place in the queue.

wanted him to know what it felt like … to gamble for his life,' Anne said. 'I left his hand free so that he could toss the coin. I told him to call and that if he got it right, I would let him go.

But the worst of it was the sense of helplessness — that events had taken over and I was being steered by them rather than the other way round.

Don't be sorry. Our lives don't belong to us so we can't complain if they're taken away." Those were the words that Alex remembered when, half an hour later, the lights blinked out

Because like it or not, both of them have died in unusual circumstances almost within twenty-four hours of one another, Mrs Taylor. And Long Way Hole seems to be the one thing that connects them.

Perhaps he had been a little faster. But he had been luckier too. It would not always be that way. Bond knew that there would come a time, a moment in a mission, when his luck would run out. It was a mathematical certainty. No agent had ever survived long in the Double O section and one day someone, somewhere would have the edge and it would be he lying there dead, flat-out in the rain. But not today.

I can't even remember who said it, but the only way that book was going to change someone's life was if it fell on them.

metrosexual for this folly? This was where he had died. I was reminded

He was forty-three years old now and he was beginning to see that this was his life. These were the cards that he had been dealt.

even if God existed He preferred not to listen, and all the stars, crosses and crescent moons in the world would not make an iota of difference.

We all have choices. But our decisions are already known.

He had followed the trail left by a dead man. It was only now that he realized it might lead only to a grave.

Was it fate? Was it destiny?" "I think it was Alan Blunt.

Go to Venice. Find Scorpia. And you will find your destiny.

When good befalls a man he calls it Providence, when evil fate.

I go the way that Providence dictates with the assurance of a sleepwalker.