Quotes About Fate

nessuno trova mai quello giusto.

Since if past performance charts mean anything I'll surely go first the last way.

Nessuno trova mai la persona giusta.

some men never die and some men never live but

what bargains we have made we have kept and as the dogs of the hours close in nothing can be taken from us but our lives.

Listen, is it true that Celine and Hemingway died on the same day?

having been born into this strange life we must accept the wasted gamble of our days and take some satisfaction in the plea sure of leaving it all behind. cry

there is of course madness and terror too in knowing that some part of you wound up like a clock can never be wound again once it stops.

some men never die and some men never live

La muerte les llega a los que esperan y a los que no.

Taip jau yra su g?rimu, pagalvojau prisipildamas stikl?. Kai atsitinka kas nors blogo, geri, kad užsimirštum, kai atsitinka kas nors gero, geri, kad atšv?stum, o jei nieko neatsitinka - geri, kad kas nors atsitikt?.

hay un viejo dicho: cuando los dioses quieren destruir a alguien, primero lo ponen furioso.

I'm one of those who doesn't think there is much difference between an atomic scientist and a man who cleans the seats except for the luck of the draw--parents with enough money to point you safely toward a more generous life.

L'amore è una forma di pregiudizio. Si ama quello di cui si ha bisogno, quello che ci fa star bene, quello che ci fa comodo. Come fai a dire che ami una persona, quando al mondo ci sono migliaia di persone che potresti amare di più, se solo le incontrassi? Il fatto è che non le incontri.

Estamos aquí para reírnos del destino y vivir tan bien nuestra vida… que la muerte temblará al recibirnos

Well, we all ended up dead, that was just mathematics.

The idea, I decided, is not to think. But how do you stop thinking? Why was I chosen to polish this rail? Why couldn't I be inside writing editorials about municipal corruption? Well, it could be worse. I could be in China working a rice paddy.

We are all trapped by a singular fate, nobody ever finds the one, the city dumps fill, the junkyards fill, the madhouses fill, the hospitals fill, the graveyards fill, nothing else fills

Regrets are idle; yet history is one long regret. Everything might have turned out so differently!

Oh, Mary said, life is mostly just what happens. Choice or chance or fate, gods or not. Like it or not. Things happen, we do what we think is in our best interests or just convenient, and then we live with the consequences.

There will be plenty of backup and support, but she's still going to have to do heartbreaking things to people who probably don't understand why the pale woman with the bone-white violin and blood dripping from her fingertips is coming for them.

CASE NIGHTMARE GREEN IS THE CODE NAME FOR THE END OF the world. You might have noticed that Mo and I have no children. We don't even have a pet cat, the consolation prize of the overworked urban middle classes. There's a reason for this. Would you want to have children, if you knew for a fact that in a couple of years you might have to cut their throats for their own good?

the strongest manacles are born in the blood.

Guilt was—it was the agony of spirit that made every day bleak. The fear that you might not live up to the cost of your survival—that you might not, somehow, justify the whim of fate that let Death miss you and take so many around you.