Quotes About Fate

é difícil acreditar que um amor ou uma dor é uma debênture comprada sem intenção e que vence querendo ou não e é recolhida sem aviso prévio para ser substituída pelo título que os deuses resolverem emitir no momento não você só vai fazer isso quando acreditar que nem mesmo ela era merecedora do desespero talvez

Otherwise, he'd have found the ruin empty, and then, somehow, very quietly and almost naturally, he would have died.

destiny spelled out in a constellation of cheap chrome.

Not that he was unconcerned with the pain he saw in Hollis's eyes, or with the fate of her friend, but that there was some language required here that he'd never learned.

poor Byron, whose car had been run over by an autopiloted eighteen-wheeler on Valentine's Day, about

His toes were making little squelching noises, each time he took a step, and what if the last thing you knew before you died was just some pathetic discomfort like that, like your shoes were soaked and your socks were wet, and you weren't ever going to get to change them? Rydell

Lo sapevi no? .. che io sono una parte di te? Vieni vicino, vicino, vicino. Che io sono la ragione per cui non c'è niente da fare? Per cui le cose vanno come vanno? La risata echeggiò di nuovo. Su disse il Signore delle Mosche .. torna dagli altri, e dimenticheremo tutto quanto.

Nereden geldinse, oraya döneceksin.

While he was watching the ships, Buttercup shoved him with all her strength remaining. Down went the man in black. You can die too for all I care, she said, and then she turned away. Words followed her. Whispered from afar, weak and warm and familiar. As...you...wish...

Let's look on the bright side: we're having an adventure, Fezzik, and most people live and die without being as lucky as we are.

There's death coming up, and you better understand this: some of the wrong people die. Be ready for it.

Something's got you panicked and it's too late. You may be the biggest thing ever to hit this area, but in the long run, you're just two-bit outlaws. I never met a soul more affable than you, Butch, or faster than the Kid, but you're still nothing but a couple of two-bit outlaws on the dodge... —you just want to hide out till it's old times again, but it's over. It's over, don't you get that? It's over and you're both gonna die bloody, and all you can do is choose where.

The wrong people die, some of them, and the reason is this: life is not fair.

Mortals alone can change their destinies; heroes are measured by their willingness to do so.

Then Croesus was angry. "Why is it," he asked, "that you make me of no account and think that my wealth and power are nothing? Why is it that you place these poor working people above the richest king in the world?" "O king," said Solon, "no man can say whether you are happy or not until you die. For no man knows what misfortunes may overtake you, or what misery may be yours in place of all this splendor.

Perhaps the most that can be said is that HCM had become a prisoner of his own creation, a fly in amber, unable in his state of declining influence to escape the inexorable logic of a system that sacrificed the fate of individuals to the higher morality of the master plan.

Yet Arbuckle's fate didn't rest with the entire public. It was decided in white, middle-class drawing rooms where the Federation of Women's Clubs took their votes, and in church halls where ministers whipped their flocks into outrages over Hollywood.

Resign your destiny to higher powers.

But if, on the other hand, our theory should allow that a book may well be a revelation in spite of errors and passions and deliberate human composition, if only it be a true record of the inner experiences of great-souled persons wrestling with the crises of their fate, then the verdict would be much more favorable.

What life gives us, good or bad, we seldom deserve.

Often a people's myths are the highest and truest expression of its spirit and culture, and nowhere is this more true than in Germany. Schelling even argued that "a nation comes into existence with its mythology … The unity of its thinking, which means a collective philosophy, [is] presented in its mythology; therefore its mythology contains the fate of the nation.

Hitler delivered petulant speeches that fall warning the outside world and particularly the British to mind their own business and to quit concerning themselves "with the fate of Germans within the frontiers of the Reich.

And then: "My own fate became known to me. I decided to go into politics."6 As it turned out, this was a fateful decision for Hitler and for the world.

a nation comes into existence with its mythology… The unity of its thinking, which means a collective philosophy, [is] presented in its mythology; therefore its mythology contains the fate of the nation.