Quotes About Fate

In her way, she was a hard one. Faith in any sort of natural justice was nothing but a night-light; she knew that. Whatever she did, she would end the same way everyone does: flat on her back with a tube in her nose, wondering "Is this all?

Fact be virtuous, or vicious, as Fortune pleaseth

Forbearance in the face of fate, beauty constant under torture, are not merely passive. They are a positive achievement, an explicit triumph.

Begin all over again? It would be no good. It would all turn out the same—all happen again just as it has happened. For certain people are For certain people are bound to go astray because for them no such thing as a right way exists.

Y quiso el destino que en ese preciso instante entrara Tadzio por la puerta de cristales.

Celui qui a contemplé la Beauté est déjà prédestiné à la mort.

Recommencer depuis le commencement ? Mais cela ne servirait de rien. Ce serait de nouveau pareil - tout ce qui est arrivé arriverait encore. Car certains être s'égarent nécessairement parce qu'il n'y a pas pour eux de vrai chemin.

Zar nije svaki ?ovek po jedna omaška i promašaj? Zar on, ve? kako se rodi, ne dospeva u mu?no zato?enje? Robija! Robija! Okovi i stege na sve strane! Kroz rešetke svoje individualnosti žuri ?ovek beznadno, na kružni zid spoljnih okolnosti, sve dok smrt ne do?e i ne zovne ga nazad u zavi?aj i slobodu...

Mantenere l'equilibrio di fronte alla fatalità, sopportare con grazia le condizioni avverse è più di una semplice costanza: è un atto di aggressione, un vero trionfo.

thought Aschenbach. He's probably not long for this world. And he refused to analyze a certain feeling of satisfaction, or reassurance, which accompanied this thought. He

Wie seltsam mischt die Vorsehung uns Sterblichen Freude und Leid in einem Becher!

N-are nici un fel de sens ca asasinul s? supravieÈ›uiasc? victimei. Ei sunt È™i vor r?mâne p?rtaÈ™i la o taina care-i leag? È™i-i va lega pe vecie, aÈ™a cum dou? fiinÈ›e nu o fac decât într-o alt? împrejurare unic? È™i asem?n?toare, una supunându-se, cealalt? acÈ›ionând. Destinele lor sunt de nedesp?rÈ›it.

from whose womb will come the last and greatest instrument of destruction.

Good Demeter mothering keeps a child in the heat and passion of life which immortalize and establish soulfulness. Mothering involves not only physical survival and achievement—Demeter's grain and fruit—it is also concerned with guiding a child to his or her unknown depths and the mystery of fate.

Those who plot the destruction of others often perish in the attempt.

The object of life is to make sure you die a weird death. To make sure that, however it finds you, it finds you under very weird circumstances.

The hand of Providence creeps among the stars, giving Slothrop the finger.

And when Franz Ferdinand pays, everybody pays!

Damn you all. You have no idea what you're heading into. This world you take to be 'the' world will die, and descend into Hell, and all history after that will belong properly to the history of Hell.

Shit, money, and the World, the three American truths, powering the American mobility, claimed the Slothrops, clasped them for good to the country's fate. But they did not prosper... about all they did was persist

it was luck, dumb luck, that had put them each where they were, and the best way to pay for any luck, however temporary, was just to be helpful when you could.

If her luck held, she'd never have to know. The baby was perfect cover, it made her something else, a mom, that was all, just another mom in the nation of moms, ad all she'd ever have to do to be safe was stay inside that particular fate, bring up the kid, grow into some version of Sasha... speak the right lines, stay within budget, wrap each day, one by one, before she lost the light.

Events seem to be ordered into an ominous logic.

Doc was into his own apprenticeship as a skip tracer, and each, gradually locating a different karmic thermal above the megalopolis, had watched the other glide away into a different fate.