Quotes About Fate

Fate is a bitch, but there you go.

And what do the Theban hoplites see in this extended rending of the sky, this white-bright glory of Enlil's lightning? The future, but not theirs: paired cavalry fighters; formed ranks of armored death; grim men on their tall horses with lightning limning weapons tailored to the task; men spoiling for a fight if the gods allowed -- the Sacred Band of Stepsons, out from shadows and the dark.

Nature has a surer plan than mortals can devise.

I have learned that when you make big decisions, life says, 'Fuck you. This is what you actually have in store.

I'd love to see the Iron Jackal's face when he finds out I'm already dead," he said with half a grin. "Now that's irony." "No it ain't, Cap'n. It's just some shit that happened.

Circe: Do you know what they're looking for, Medea? she asked me. They're looking for a woman who'll tell them that they're not guilty of anything; that the gods, whom they worship by chance, compel them in their undertakings. That the track of blood they leave behind is proper to their male nature as the gods have determined it.

Schwer, langsam, aber endgültig habe ich mich von dem Glauben gelöst, dass unsere menschlichen Geschicke an den Gang der Gestirne geknüpft sind. Daß dort Seelen wohnen, ähnlich den unseren, die unser Dasein betrifft, und sei es, indem sie die Fäden, die es halten, mißgünstig verwirren.

One must neither passively yield to fate ("God has brought it about") nor obstinately protest against it ("Satan did it"), but rather ask oneself, "How can I best use this situation for the advance of God's Kingdom?" This is a very creative question-and it is also biblical. The promise in Romans 8:28 reads, "And we know that God causes all things to work together for good to those who love God.

History is a product of human agency, not blind fate.

Tu sei un predestinato, Howard; il tuo cammino è tracciato nelle stelle, ed è fatto della stessa sostanza dell'oro di Tutankhamon. Io, invece, rappresento solo una tappa.

Bugüne dek benim avucumun içinde bir y?ld?z gibi sakl? duruyordun. Bugün parmaklar?m? aç?p seni serbest b?rak?yorum. Ya par?lda ya da ortadan kaybol.

That which must not, can not be.

My entire life has felt like chance. Random moments of loss and connection. This is the first one that feels, instead, like fate.

Do our natures dictate the choices we make, I wonder, or do we choose to live a certain way because of circumstances beyond our control?

Do you believe in fate?" I ask. "What's that again?" "That everything is decided. You're just—you know—living it out.

And eventually-though neither of us knew it yet-we'd end up here, in this place, within and without the world of the painting.

Siento que toda mi vida ha sido un azar. Momentos fortuitos de pérdida y conexión. En cambio, esta es la primera vez que siento que es el destino.

Puedes aguantarlo —dice el chico—. O puedes huir. O quizá tendrás suerte y serás feliz para siempre. Solo el buen Dios sabe lo que va a ocurrir, pero no va a contarlo.

You could be my daughter, you know," Mr. Byrne tells me. "Your name—Dorothy . . . we always said we'd give to our own child someday, but alas it didn't come to pass. And here you are, red hair and all.

Aprendí hace mucho que la pérdida no solo es probable, sino inevitable.

I did not love him the way I loved Dutchy: beyond reason. Maybe you only get one of those in a lifetime.

Fate Marches on, demanding we find our destinies

When Fate held out her hand, he made it a rule to take that hand with whatever it held, for Fate always had a lesson for him, just as every book that fell on its face open, and every scrap of muddy newsprint blowing in the wind and even every shop sign might hold a message for him, because the Word was sacred to him; and whatever that message might be, he was not one to turn his face away, but he smiled at Fate, for he believed Fate was on his side.

Jeta është një fjalëkryq idiot, ku vdekja është një zgjidhje shumë e papëlqyeshme.