Quotes About Fate

Life is a memory, then it is nothing. All law is writ in a seed.

If fate is the law then is fate also subject to that law?

the woman stepped once more into the street and the children followed and all continued on to their appointed places which as some believe were chosen long ago even to the beginning of the world.

Suttree eased himself down on the arm of the sofa and sipped his beer. He patted J-Bone on the back. The voices seemed to fade. He waved away the whiskeybottle with a smile. In this tall room, the cracked plaster sootstreaked with the shapes of laths beneath, this barrenness, this fellowship of the doomed. Where life pulsed obscenely fecund. in the drift of voices and the laughter and the reek of stale beer the Sunday loneliness seeped away.

Men spared their lives in great disasters often feel in their deliverance the workings of fate. The hand of Providence.

there is no order in the world save that which death has put there.

He said that fate might enter into the affairs of men in order to contravene them or set them at naught but to say that fate could deny the true and uphold the false would seem to be a contradictory view of things. To speak of a will in the world that ran counter to one's own was one thing. To speak of such a will that ran counter to the truth was quite another, for then all was rendered senseless.

Chigurh shot him in the face. Everything that Wells had ever known or thought or loved drained slowly down the wall behind him

while men may meet with death in strange and obscure places which they might well have avoided it was more correct to say that no matter how hidden or crooked the path to their destruction yet they would seek it out.

He was shot in a fracas of some kind. Long fore he married. Come near dyin. So I always wondered about that, had he died none of us would never have been at all and I never could … Well, that's a funny thing to think. Maybe we would have just been somebody else.

He had been shot through the head with a .32 caliber pistol and he was twenty-one years old forever.

It's not so much that I don't believe in it. I don't subscribe to its nomination. If fate is the law then is fate also subject to that law? At some point we cannot escape naming responsibility.

Wherever you debark was the train's destination all along.

If people knew the story of their lives how many would then elect to live them? People

A man seeks his own destiny and no other, said the judge. Will or nill. Any man who could discover his own fate and elect therefore some opposite course could only come at last to that selfsame reckoning at the same appointed time, for each man's destiny is as large as the world he inhabits and contains within it all opposites as well.

How these things end. In confusion and curses and blood.

There's some things you dont decide. Decidin had nothin to do with it.

Dustfinger inspected his reddened fingers and felt the taut skin. 'He might tell me how my story ends,' he murmured. Meggie looked at him in astonishment. 'You mean you don't know?' Dustfinger smiled. Meggie still didn't particularly like his smile. It seemed to appear only to hide something else. 'What's so unusual about that, princess?' he asked quietly. 'Do you know how your story ends?' Meggie had no answer for that.

My dear Elinor, you were obviously born into the wrong story," said Dustfinger at last.

Who are you?' Mo looked at the White Women. Then he looked at Dustfinger's still face. Guess.' The bird ruffled up its golden feathers, and Mo saw that the mark on its breast was blood. You are Death.' Mo felt the word heavy on his tongue. Could any word be heavier?

It's the same in real life: Notorious murderers get off scot-free and live happily all their lives, while good people die - sometimes the very best people. That's the way of the world.

What's the matter princess? Do you know the end of your story?

What's so unusual about that, princess?" he asked quietly. "Do you know how your story ends?

if you can change the fate of a character you read out of a book by adding new words to his story, then maybe you can change everything about it: who goes out, who comes in, how it ends, who's happy, and who's unhappy afterwards.