Quotes About Fate

You may complete as many generations as you please during your life; none the less will that everlasting death await you.

Nobody gets to pick what life gives them

Why isn't life better designed so it warns you when terrible things are about to happen?

I was born with these eyes. I was born for this life.

Gravity works in your life, the notion of free will works in your life, however problematic it may at times be.

Life is absolutely unbearable. And we're going to die.

Each life is a game of chess that went to hell on the seventh move(...)

The Ordinary Life: the misery seems planned, the happiness accidental.

The destiny of mankind is arranged for happy moments every life has such but not for happy times.

Human life is inexplicable, and still without meaning: a fool may decide its fate.

The dictates of the heart are the voice of fate.

Whoever fails to turn aside the ills of life by prudent forethought, must submit to fulfill the course of destiny.

There is always inequity in life. Some men are killed in a war and some men are wounded, and some men never leave the country… Life is unfair.

There is always inequality in life. Some men are killed in a war and some men are wounded and some men never leave the country. Life is unfair.

YaÅŸamak yeterince zor, ölmekse büyük iÅŸti.

There came over me a terrifying sense of understanding about the meaning and the pathetic destiny of men. The desert was always there, a patient white animal, waiting for men to die, for civilizations to flicker and pass into the darkness.

so let the earthquake come, let it bury me and my sins, so who the hell cares? No good to God or man, die one way or another, a quake or a hanging, it didn't matter why or when or how.

But he's dying". "Who isn't?

So what's the use of repentance, and what do you care for goodness, and what if you should die in a quake, so who the hell cares? So I walked downtown, so these were the high buildings, so let the earthquake come, let it bury me and my sins, so who the hell cares? No good to God or man, die one way or another, a quake or a hanging, it didn't matter why or when or how.

You never know what's hit you. A gunshot is the perfect way. (When asked how he would choose to die)

Die familie heeft weinig geluk met gooiende vrouwen,' stelde Gilan droog vast. Lydia keek hem niet-begrijpend aan. 'Tja, Cassandra schakelde zijn broer met haar slinger uit, en nou heb jij hem met een pijl doorboord.

bacon is a little like chewing shards of pottery. And the eggs deserved a better fate.

It's surprising how often history is decided by something as trival as bad shellfish.

Man is his own star and the soul that can render an honest and perfect man commands all light, all influence, all fate.