Quotes About Fate

we will all fly to someone, we will all return to that piece of shining matter from which our souls were torn with another, two halves of the same. It may be that the husband your sister has now has that other soul, that has the affinity with her soul—I hope it is. But it may be the next man she takes, or it may be neither. It may be someone she would never think to look to on the earth, someone kept from her by some false boundary . . .

Along with taxes and death, the only certainty in life is that we just don't know. So we might as well join this inevitability.

Like, if you're right for someone then shouldn't everything fall into place really easily..?

It was another of those big life-changing moments when you didn´t know what the next ten seconds would bring but you knew that nothing would ever be the same after.

The thing about love was that it caught you unawares, turned up in the most unexpected places, even when you weren't looking for it.

My love and my joy, if I die from illness, madness or sadness, if before the time allotted me by fate is up, I can't get enough of looking at you, enough joy in the dilapidated mills on the emerald wormwood hills, if I don't drink my fill of the transparent water from your immortal hands, if I don't make it to the end, if I don't tell everything that I wanted to tell about you, about myself, if one day I die without saying farewell—forgive me.

We are all such accidents. We do not make up history and culture. We simply appear, not by our own choice. We make what we can of our condition with the means available. We must accept the mixture as we find it the impurity of it, the tragedy of it, the hope of it.

Baseball is an allegorical play about America, a poetic, complex, and subtle play of courage, fear, good luck, mistakes, patience about fate, and sober self-esteem.

I knew I loved you before I met you I think I dreamed you into life I knew I loved you before I met you I have been waiting all my life

There is always a unlucky person behind a lucky person or the lucky person can not be lucky.

Bonhoeffer sketched what would in reality become his own virtue and fate: "But their peace will never be greater than when they encounter

The few who are ballsy enough to actually live wind up in madhouses, tortured by actuality. We all wind up in the same place anyhow … food for unseeing worms.

No one is asked whether they wish/ To be born. Everyone is asked to die. / Life is comprised of the noisy silence / One makes of it.

Y es que la magia tiene que seguir su marcha apresurada, pero los amantes siguen donde estaban...

if a person, as one theory goes, is chosen to live in a particular time for one specific reason, then why am I here now? What moment in history is my life destined to intersect with? Or has it already happened, and I just didn't understand that that was my moment?

That's how luck works, lad. You can bitch all you like about how things could have been more favorable for you, but rest assured things can always be worse. Always.

I shall give you a little prophecy, Locke Lamora, as best as I have seen it. 'Three things you must take up and three things you must lose before you die: a key, a crown, a child.' Patience pushed her hood up over her head. 'You will die when a silver rain falls.

and you're the son of his youngest. He has no other children. Oh, your father's dead, by the way. Fell off a horse two years ago.' 'Good to know.

Not everything that's inevitable is regrettable.

To live the life the gods have given you, you must clutch wisely, then run. Run like the houds of hell on a sinner's scent!

Come, then! Face Ravelle! The gods have sent your doom, motherfuckers!

Most men do nothing to deserve what the gods throw their way

The only person who gets away with Locke Lamora games—" "—is Locke Lamora—" "—because we think the gods are saving him up for a really big death. Something with knives and hot irons—" "—and fifty thousand cheering spectators.

He said that life boils down to standing in line to get shit dropped on your head. Everyone's got a place in the queue, you can't get out of it, and just when you start to congratulate yourself on surviving your dose of shit, you discover that the line is actually circular.