Quotes About Fate

The way your life plays out depends on which dominoes you chose to push over and which ones you leave alone.

There are times to let things happen, and times to make things happen. Now is that time. You will either make things happen, watch what happens, or wonder what happened.

I don't even know if the sun will rise or whether I'll wake up in the morning. I don't know if God will grant me my next breath. So I choose to live on faith rather than knowledge—and accept whatever comes, welcome or not, bitter or sweet—all of it, a gift from God.

Count no man happy until his death, for no one knows what the gods have in store for him.

The universe is indifferent to our fates. This was the crushing burden that the character took with him as he struggled through the surf toward survival or extinction. The universe just does not give a shit.

you met this Moneta ... or whatever her real name is ... in her past but your future ... in a meeting that's still to come

guile was no match for the world and that hubris would always be punished by the gods.

Colonel Fedmahn Kassad knew only that all the great passions of a passionate life had led him to this place and to this moment, and if death awaited him here, then so be it. And if love and glory and a victory that would make Valhalla quake awaited, then so be it.

The universe is indifferent to our fates.

Look," said Lamia, "what good would telling each other stories do? When we meet the Shrike, we tell it what we want, one of us is granted the wish, and the others die. Correct?

Or the king could die. Or the horse could die. Or he could teach the horse how to talk.

Accidents are like death. Waiting for us everywhere. Inevitable. Unavoidable. Plan as we might, they defy our planning.

Las Parcas crearon e inicialmente controlaron el artefacto físico conocido como Alcaudón.

A lesser light asked Ummon Are there multiple futures> Ummon answered Does a dog have fleas>]

Just as well," he said. "We have one deus ex machina too many as it is.

You'll have to ask him in the next life," said Sol tiredly. "He's dead.

Ah, well, thought Charlie, ours is not to wonder why, ours is but to do and die.

Either all of us are accidents of history or none of us are.

Each fork in the road: the choice to stay home, to go out, to catch the flight, or cancel it, to take the 1 train, to stop at the bar on the corner. The chance encounters, split-second decisions that make the design—that are the design.

Could Have" by the Polish Nobel Laureate Wis?awa Szymborska: "It could have happened. / It had to happen. / It happened earlier. Later. / Nearer. Farther off. / It happened, but not to you." The poet goes on to contemplate the nature of luck. "You were in luck—there was a forest. / You were in luck—there were no trees. / You were in luck—a rake, a hook, a beam, a brake, / a jamb, a turn, a quarter-inch, an instant.

secret wears away at a family until it is very nearly destroyed; parents with the best of intentions make selfish decisions affecting the fate of their child.

Until you make the unconscious conscious, it will direct your life, and you will call it fate.

Oh, child! Somewhere inside you, your future has already unfurled like one of those coiled-up party streamers, once shiny, shaken loose, floating gracefully for a brief moment, now trampled underfoot after the party is over. The future you're capable of imagining is already a thing of the past.

The best of men cannot defend their fate: the good die early, the bad die late.