Quotes About Fate

The gods are just, and of our pleasant vices Make instruments to plague us.

Hopeless and helpless doth AEgeon wend, But to procrastinate his lifeless end.

Know the grave doth gape for thee thrice wider than for other men.

It is not nor it cannot come to good.

There's a tide in the affairs of men, which taken at the flood, leads onto fortune, omitted, all their voyages end in shallows and miseries. Upon such tide are we now...

A pair of star-cross'd lovers take their life; Whole misadventured piteous overthrows Do with their death bury their parents' strife.

Perdonados serán unos, castigados otros; pues jamás hubo tan lamentable historia como la de Julieta y su Romeo.

Kind sir, give me a good fortune. Fortuneteller: I don't make fortunes; I only see them. Charmian: Then see a good one for me. Fortuneteller: Your beauty will be even greater than it is now. Charmian (to the others) He means I'll get fat. Iras No, he means you'll use makeup when you're old. Fortuneteller: You will love more than you are loved. Charmian: I had rather heat my liver with drinking.

betimes I will—to the weird sisters. (140) More shall they speak, for now I am bent to know, By the worst means, the worst. For mine own good, All causes shall give way. I am in blood Stepped in so far that, should I wade no more, Returning were as tedious as go o'er.

Then I defy you, stars!

The Prince of Cumberland! That is a step On which I must fall down, or else o'erleap,            For in my way it lies. Stars, hide your fires, Let not light see my black and deep desires. The eye wink at the hand; yet let that be Which the eye fears, when it is done, to see.

I am fortunes fool.

pleasure will be paid one time or another.

By your patience, no. My stars shine darkly over me; the malignancy of my fate might, perhaps, distemper yours; therefore I shall carve of you your leave that I may bear my evils alone. It were a bad recompense for your love to lay any of them on you.

Could ever hear by tale or history, The course of true love never did run smooth;

the essence of Macbeth is seeing a great and intelligent man succumb to the forces of darkness. What gives the tragedy

A world in which the choices we make do not finally matter, because our wills are already fixed beneath the weight of a crushing determinism, is not a human world.

The raging rocks And shivering shocks Shall break the locks        Of prison gates: And Phibbus' car Shall shine from far, And make and mar        The foolish Fates.

Lastima del amor! A pesar de la venda que lleva, ve, aun sin ojos, la manera de lograr su proposito

Sawcy, and ouer-bold, how did you dare To Trade, and Trafficke with Macbeth, In Riddles, and Affaires of death; And I the Mistris of your Charmes, The close contriuer of all harmes, Was neuer call'd to beare my part, Or shew the glory of our Art?

This might be the be-all and end-all here, but here, upon this bank and shoal of time, we'd jump the life to come

A nacido lo único que amo de lo único que odio! ¡Demasiado temprano te encontré sin conocerte y demasiado tarde te conozco!

Fates, we will know your pleasures: That we shall die, we know; 'tis but the time And drawing days out, that men stand upon.

What cannot be preserved when fortune takes, Patience her injury a mockery makes.