Quotes About Fate

it was my destiny.", FADE by Kailin Gow

We were meant to find each other here, Celes," he agrees. "I can feel it. Like we've lived a lifetime together, knowing each other, loving each other. Time can't separate us.", FADE by Kailin Gow

Nothing in life is promised except death.

The ones who send out the eternally unchanging prayer. The winged ones flying in the heavens... flapping the wings of happiness, full of love. It's a premonition that's almost like certainty. Someday there will be a chance meeting. We're sure to be drawn to each other. This is not the end. Beloved ones gathered by fate. Neither god nor human. The ones born wrapped in a dazzling love. They are called angels.

In Jewish history there are no coincidences.

The hoary joke in the literary world, based on 'Dreams From My Father,' was that if things had worked out differently for Barack Obama, he could have made it as a writer.

We don't know what we'd do. Nobody knows what accident of fate or DNA or character will determine how we act when the shit hits the fan.

Even at our birth, death does but stand aside a little. And every day he looks towards us and muses somewhat to himself whether that day or the next he will draw nigh.

The mould of a man's fortune is in his own hands.

Chiefly the mould of a man's fortune is in his own hands.

Chiefly the mold of a man's fortune is in his own hands.

What then remains but that we still should cryFor being born, and, being born, to die?

The way of fortune, is like the Milken Way in the sky; which is a meeting or knot of a number of small stars; not seen asunder, but giving light together.

What then remains, but that we still should cry Not to be born, or being born, to die?

Nay rather, vindictive persons live the life of witches; who, as they are mischievous, so end they infortunate.

You do not chuse where You bestow your Heart. Your Heart bestows Itself, will-you-nill-you, in the Midst of other Business. —

Yo ansí, náufrago amante y peregrino, que en borrasca de amor por Lisis muero, sigo insano furor de alto destino.

That line from the Iliad, "Everything is more beautiful because we are doomed.

The happiness and misery of men depend no less on temper than fortune.

I've finished running from you, Redd. It's time for you to run." --Alyss

then the voice in my head said WHETHER YOU LOVE WHAT YOU LOVE OR LIVE IN DIVIDED CEASELESS REVOLT AGAINST IT WHAT YOU LOVE IS YOUR FATE

Horrible the fate of the advice-giver in our culture: to repeat oneself in a thousand contexts until death, or irrelevance. * I abjure advice-giver.

There's a legend...that says all couples who are meant to marry are connected by an invisible silver cord. The matchmaking gods tie that cord around their ankles at birth, and in time the gods pull those cords tighter and tighter. Slowly, slowly, over the next twenty or thirty or forty years, they draw the couple toward each other until they meet.

Some men acheive insignificance. Others have insignificance thrust upon them.