Quotes About Fate

Everything ends. Summer ends. Happiness ends. Days of joy are followed by days of sorrow. Even the gods will meet their end in the last battle of Ragnarok when all the evil of the world brings chaos and the sun will turn dark, the black waters will drown the homes of men, and the great beamed hall of Valhalla will burn to ashes. Everything ends.

In breve, eravamo soddisfatti, e il destino è sempre stato nemico della soddisfazione. Il destino inoltre, come mi aveva sempre detto Merlino, è inesorabile.

Wyrd bið ful ãræd, diz ele. O destino é inexorável. E wyn eal gedreas. Toda alegria morreu.

The Tippoo should have killed you when he had the chance. We all make mistakes, sir.

So, with no real plan for my future and content to let fate

I curse you,' she said, pointing at me, 'I curse your children, your woman, your life, your grave, the air you breathe, the food you eat, the dreams you have, the ground you tread.

The three spinners see our future. The gift of the gods to humankind is that we cannot see where the threads will go.

Life is a jest of the Gods, Merlin liked to claim, and there is no justice. You must learn to laugh, he once told me, or else you'll just weep yourself to death.

So you know it was a glorious battle, Hook, in which God favoured the English, but God's favour is a fickle thing.' 'Are you telling me He's not on our side?' 'I'm telling you that God is on the side of whoever wins, Hook.

Wyrd bið ful ?ræd. The

Wyrd bi ful aræd, we say, and it is true. Fate is inexorable.

And thus Berg Skallagrimmrson entered my service. Fate is inexorable. I was not to know it, but I had just made Alfred's dream of Englaland come true.

É um poema triste, e portanto um poema verdadeiro. Wyrd bið ful ãræd, diz ele. O destino é inexorável. E wyn eal gedreas. Toda alegria morreu.

Bernard Cornwell

Wyrd bi ful aræd, fate is unstoppable.

Did I know all that at eleven? Some, I think. It lay in my heart, unformed, unspoken, but hard as a stone. It would be covered over in time, half forgotten and often contradicted, but it was always there. Destiny is all, Ravn liked to tell me, destiny is everything. He would even say it in English, "Wyrd bi ful aræd.

We are not climbing Jacob's ladder to some heavenly perfection, but stumbling downhill towards Ragnarok.

Wyrd bið ful ãræd," I told Finan. Fate is inexorable.

Wyrd bi ful aræd.

So Urðr, Verðandi and Skuld would decide our fate. They are not kindly women, indeed they are monstrous and malevolent hags, and Skuld's shears are sharp. When those blades cut, they cause tears that feed the well of Urðr that lies beside the world tree, and the well gives the water that keeps Yggdrasil alive, and if Yggdrasil dies, then the world dies, and so the well must be kept filled, and for that there must be tears. We cry so that the world can live.

If we do nothing then Wessex will spread like a plague. There'll be priests everywhere." We seek the future. We stare into its fog and hope to see a landmark that will make sense of fate.

Fate is inexorable. It grips us like a harness.

The first stone, thrown by Hellgiver, crashed through the roof of a dyer's house close to St Brieuc's church and took off the heads of an English man-at-arms and the dyer's wife. A joke went through the garrison that the two bodies were so crushed together by the boulder that they would go on coupling throughout eternity.

Fate, Merlin always said, is inexorable