Quotes About Fate

And a woman I used to know Who loved one man from her youth, Against the strength of the fates Fighting in somber pride, Never spoke of this thing, But hearing his name by chance, A light would pass over her face. -"Those Who Love

Life was mostly made up of things you couldn't control, full of surprises, and they weren't always good. Life wasn't what you made it. You were what life made you.

Sometimes rescue comes to you. It just shows up, and you do nothing. Maybe you deserve it, maybe you don't. But be ready, when it comes, to decide if you will take the outstretched hand and let it pull you ashore.

If this kept up much longer, I was going to happen to someone.

Daleina would not be kept from her fate. She'd run toward it, arms open, and kick fate in the face.

The circumstances of our meeting. I was wounded, my eyes were bandaged, and she saved my life. But most curious, ridiculous, really, if examined logically, is the fact that though I never actually saw the woman, I fell in love with her.

In that endless time, we are born in the same age. In that infinite space, to be able to meet and become one with you, that fate is really amazing and the miracle is really beautiful.

Coincidence doesn't happen a third time.

It goes back to the destiny thing.I made a bargain with it, you know, a long time ago. And I'm holding up my end.

A great man's greatest good luck is to die at the right time.

Believe that when something is meant to be, it will happen. In God's time. At the right moment. For the best reason. With the right person

All time is eternal, moving inexorably toward an end which we believe is a result of our actions, but over which our control is mere illusion.

Time rushes towards us with its hospital tray of infinitely varied narcotics, even while it is preparing us for its inevitably fatal operation.

He that has given today may, if he so please, take away tomorrow.

Well, there's a remedy for all things but death, which will be sure to lay us flat one time or other.

Man goes nowhere, everything comes to man like tomorrow.

Someday, without fail, everyone will disappear, scattered into the blackness of time.

Every step of the way we walk the line Your days are numbered, so are mine Time is pilin' up, we struggle and we scrape We're all boxed in, nowhere to escape

Time passes cold and indifferent over us; it knows nothing of our joys or sorrows; it leads us with ice-cold hand deeper and deeper into the labyrinth.

There is a road that turning always Cuts off the country of Again. Archers stand there on every side And as it runstime's deer is slain, And lies where it has lain.

No one can hurry me down to Hades before my time, but if a man's hour is come, be he brave or be he coward, there is no escape for him when he has once been born.

Every time I make a plan, God laughs at me.

Who knows but the world may end tonight

Death comes to us all; we can only choose how to face it when it comes.