Quotes About Fate

O god— all come true, all burst to light! O light—now let me look my last on you!

Your great good fortune, true, it was your ruin.

Oh how she wept, mourning the marriage-bed where she let loose that double brood—monsters— husband by her husband, children by her child.

My god, my god—what have you planned to do to me?

Destiny guide me always Destiny find me filled with reverence pure in word and deed.

crashes down the abyss—sheer doom! No footing helps, all foothold lost and gone.

Nowhere Apollo's golden glory now— the gods, the gods go down.

What should a man fear? It's all chance, chance rules our lives.

Live, Oedipus, as if there's no tomorrow!

To never have been born would be the greatests boon of all !

I, I count myself the son of Chance, the great goddess, giver of all good things— I'll never see myself disgraced.

If you are the man he says you are, believe me, you were born for pain.

You, you'll see no more the pain I suffered, all the pain I caused! Too long you looked on the ones you never should have seen, blind to the ones you longed to see, to know! Blind from this hour on! Blind in the darkness—blind!

Now, in this one day, wailing, madness and doom, death, disgrace

Am I all evil, then? It must be so. If I was created so, born to this fate, who could deny the savagery of God? May I never see that day! Never! Rather let me vanish from the race of men Than know the abomination destined me!

Look through all humanity: you'll never find a man on earth, if a god leads him on, who can escape his fate.

Now he'll tear himself from his native earth, not linger, curse the house with his own curse.

My destiny, my dark power, what a leap you made!

But surely they will shroud my corpse with Theban dust?

Fate works most for woe With Folly's fairest show. Man's little pleasure is the spring of sorrow.

What superhuman power drove you on? OEDIPUS: Apollo, friends, Apollo— he ordained my agonies—these, my pains on pains!

cast me away, my friends— this great murderous ruin, this man cursed to heaven, the man the deathless gods hate most of all!

What grief can crown this grief? It's mine alone, my destiny—I am Oedipus!

All men must cast away the great blasphemer, the curse now brought to light by the gods, the son of Laius—I, my father's son!