Quotes About Fate

Such is the human race. Often it does seem such a pity that Noah and his party did not miss the boat.

And after all, what did it matter? Everybody died anyway, the good and the bad, the efficients and the weaklings, those that loved to live and those that scorned to live. They passed. Everything passed.

An' when you're dead, you'll rot the same as me, an' what's it matter how you live? - eh? Tell me that what's it matter in the long run?

How strange and changeful is life! How small a thing is needed to make or ruin us!

Kullar?n?n hayatlar?na ve ölümlerine karar verme gücü tanr?lar?n elindeydi ve tanr?lar, güçlerini k?skançl?kla korurlard?.

Ma tutte le cose cattive, come quelle buone, hanno una fine...

Ä°nsanoÄŸlu, doÄŸuÅŸtan bir kumarbaz. ve yaÅŸam da masaya sürebileceÄŸi en büyük pey.

This out of all will remain – They have lived and have tossed: So much of the game will be gain, Though the gold of the dice has been lost.

Those were their cards and they had to play them, willy-nilly, hunchbacked or straight backed, crippled or clean-limbed, addle-pated or clear-headed. There was no fairness in it. The cards most picked up put them into the sucker class; the cards of a few enabled them to become robbers. The playing of the cards was life—the crowd of players, society. The table

Todos, el bueno y el malvado, el fuerte y el débil, el que amaba la vida y el que la maldecía, todos, todos acababan muriendo.

Observe! I hold the magic tablet of truth! You are Monster; I am Man. Each is alone; each sees dawn and dusk; each feels pain and pain's ease. Why should one be victor and the other victim? We will never agree; never shall you know gain by the toil of man! Submit to the what-must-be! If you fail to heed, then you must taste a bitter brew and never again walk the sands of dark Sigil.

Attel Malagate (the Woe) Howard Alan Treesong Viole Falushe Kokor Hekkus (the Killing Machine) Lens Larque

Suldrun's son shall undertake Before his life is gone To sit his right and proper place at Cairbra an Meadhan. If so he sits and so he thrives Then he shall make his own The Table Round, to Casmir's woe, And Evandig the Throne.

I am Chun the Unavoidable. Tonight, O Lith, tonight it is two long bright threads for you.

Fate did not hand Genghis Khan his destiny; he made it for himself.

The streaming and twisting of the horsehair in the wind beckoned the owner ever onward, luring him away from this spot to seek another, to find better pasture, to explore new opportunities and adventures, to create his own fate in his life in this world.

When Jo-Jo met the flaming redhead in the green slacks, and he met her only once in his life, there was a touch of mocking predestination in the encounter. It seemed almost as if some irresponsible pagan god had deliberately thrown them together, saying to himself, "Let's see what these poor human fools do now.

We pay for sins we do not remember, and seek to do a will we can scarce fathom. That is what it is, to be a god's chosen.

And having once chosen, never to seek to return to the crossroads of that decision-for even if one chooses wrongly, the choice cannot be unmade.

I know what you are. I've always known from the beginning, Kushiel's Chosen. It is folly, to make claim on one whom the gods have marked for their own. And unlike the others, I am no fool, to grasp at that which burns to the touch. What you have given... she raised one hand, palm upward, the garnet seal dangling at her wrist, ... I hold in an open hand.

How do you want to die, Admiral? We are D'Angeline. At the hand of numbers, or dreams?

As ever, his grief made my heart ache. Ambition is a dangerous thing, I murmured. One can harbor it unknowing, only to find it sparked into life when the opportunity presents itself.

It is my fate, it seems, to fall privy to rare and splendid vistas in a state of exhaustion too profound to care.

Are you a minor character in my tale, or am I a lesser figure in yours?" "I don't know, my lady," I murmured. "I suppose it depends on who is telling the tale.