Quotes About Fate

Disaster is a natural part of my evolution toward tragedy and dissolution.

There's no escaping fate, it just keeps going. Day and night, the future just keeps coming at you.

Every high school has its Romeo and Juliet, one tragic couple. So does every generation.

This isn't about guilt or innocence, he says. The dinosaurs weren't morally good or bad, but they're all dead.

On a long enough timeline, the survival rate for everyone drops to zero.

The lucky ones are just born dead.

It happens fast for some people and slow for some, accidents or gravity, but we all end up mutilated.

With my eyes closed, I ask if she knows how this will all turn out. Long-term or short-term? she asks. Both. Long-term, she says, we're all going to die. Then our bodies will rot. No surprise there. Short-term, we're going to live happily ever after. Really? Really, she says. So don't sweat it.

No shit, there's worse ways to be dead than dying.

Just let your hand drop; and let fate decide for you.

The bad news is we don't have any control. The good news is we can't make any mistakes.

There's al­ways the chance you could die right in the mid­dle of your life sto­ry.

Optimism is the first symptom that any disease is fatal.

It happens fast for some people and slow for other, accidents or gravity, but we all end up mutilated

The first time you meet that someone special, you can count on them one day being dead and in the ground.

On a long enough time line, the survival rate for everyone will drop to zero. (Narrator)

On a large enough time line, the survival rate for everyone will drop to zero.

Despite my lifetime of declining rich desserts, my evenings spent jogging, regardless of all my careful moderation and self-discipline—I'm trapped, wadded inside a shell of steel and aluminum. My body, violated in countless places by fragments of broken glass. My low-cholesterol blood rushes to abandon me in hot, leaping spurts. Despite all my care, the heart-attack victim and I will both be just as dead.

The first time you meet that some­one spe­cial, you can count on them one day be­ing dead and in the ground.

actual happiness only happens by accident

Ev­ery last minute of my life has been pre­or­dained, and I'm sick and tired of it.

Your name told you just how your life would go.

In all seriousness, Archer claims that if you, as a living, alive person, hear the song You're the One That I Want from the musical Grease three times in a single day - seemingly by accident, whether in an elevator, on a radio, a telephone hold button, or whatever - it indicates that you'll surely die before sunset.

We're all going overnight express delivery straight to Hell.