Quotes About Fate

Fate is what is given to us; destiny is what we are summoned to become. In the interplay of the two, human character plays a role. Hubris, or the fantasy that we know enough to know enough, seduces us toward choices that lead to unintended consequences. Hamartia, the failure to see clearly enough, to see humbly enough, is a lens through which we imperfectly envision the world, unavoidably distorting and reductive, but convincing at the moment nonetheless.

one is an observation by that when an inner situation is not made conscious, it tends to happen outside, as fate. Now its a pretty scary thought, whatever i am not aware of is likely to enter my world from the outside.

Illness is merely the bitter, which a wise Providence mingles in the cup of life.

It was not true that all men killed the things they loved. What was true was that all things killed the men who loved them. Which, after all, was as it should be.

He is cured by faith who is sick of fate.

The end he had been born to serve yet did not see had led him to escape by an unseen path and now it beckoned to him once more and a new adventure was about to be opened to him.

What dreams would he have, not seeing. Life a dream for him. Where is the justice being born that way?

Why was the host (victim predestined) sad? He wished that a tale of a deed should be told of a deed not by him should by him not be told.

Može se umreti i u sun?an dan.

Ecco che ponderava su cose che non sono state: cos'avrebbe fatto Cesare se fosse sopravvissuto per aver creduto alla veggente; cosa sarebbe potuto essere, le possibilità del possibile in quanto possibile...

They are not to be thought away. Time has branded them and fettered they are lodged in the room of the infinite possibilities they have ousted. But can those have been possible seeing that they never were? Or was that only possible which came to pass? Weave, weaver of the wind.

Therefore, everyman, look to that last end that is thy death and the dust [369] that gripeth on every man that is born of woman for as he came naked forth from his mother's womb so naked shall he wend him at the last for to go as he came.

Everybody gets their own ration of luck, they say.

He would fall. He had not yet fallen but he would fall silently, in an instant. Not to fall was too hard, too hard, and he felt the silent lapse of his soul, as it would be at some instant to come, falling, falling, but not yet fallen, still unfallen, but about to fall.

There's another way to put it. Sometimes your luck runs out and you have to accept that the life you planned was a dream written on water.

Sometimes your luck runs out and you have to accept that the life you planned was a dream written on water.

Sometimes your luck runs out and you have to accept the life you had planned was a dream written on water

Then I saw the consuming nature of her fear, her willingness to believe that exploitative charlatans could change her fate or really cared what happened to her, the dread and angst that congealed like a cold vapor around her heart when she awoke each morning, one day closer to the injection table at Angola.

Life's a sonofabitch, then you die.

She wondered if this were what hell was about. Not a place of punishment but of disparity. Those who had done nothing to earn their fate lived like this, while three miles away, others rode the Ferris wheel and children raised their hands joyfully to a hot-air balloon that rained down candy on their heads.

I no longer care that my time on earth is coming to an end. What better way than in hot blood? Would you rather meet the grim reaper at Roncevaux or between bedsheets stiff with your own fluids?

Individuals don't change history. History finds the individual. John Steinbeck said that.

I also figuredd out that what we call our destiny is usually determined by two or three casual decision which on the surface seem about as important as spitting your gum through a sewer grate.

As William Shakespeare said in Henry IV, "we owe God a death and let it go which way it will he that dies this year is quit for the next.