Quotes About Fate

I think that Bob Dylan knows this more than all of us: you don't write the songs anyhow. So if you're lucky, you can keep the vehicle healthy and responsive over the years. If you're lucky, your own intentions have very little to do with this.

We all gonna die, we bleed from similar veins.

I wanted to quit acting and as soon as I decided that, the call for 'Velvet Buzzsaw' came through.

'The Sound of Things Falling' may be a page turner, but it's also a deep meditation on fate and death. Even in translation, the superb quality of Vasquez's prose is evident, captured in Anne McLean's idiomatic English version. All the novel's characters are well imagined, original and rounded.

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Non... Les jeux sont faits. On ne reprend pas son coup

Se muere siempre demasiado pronto, o demasiado tarde.

Non mi stupiva più, adesso, che alzasse il naso in aria con tanto impeto: il destino degli uomini di questa statura si svolge sempre qualche pollice al di sopra della loro testa.

We slip into the lives that are laid out for us the way children slip into the clothes their mother lays out for them in the morning. No one decides. We don't live our lives by choice, but by default.

It really is better to be lucky than to be good.

That left either magical powers or coincidence, and although I have nothing at all against Harry Potter, coincidence got my vote.

This night it would happen, had to happen. Just as it had happened before. Just as it would happen again, and again.

Still, if I was really relying on luck, I might as well roll the dice. I stood up, trying to remember the name of the old Roman goddess of chance—Fortuna? It didn't matter. I was quite sure she only spoke Latin, and I didn't. I

life was just full of surprises lately, and they all boiled down to one thing: People really deserve whatever happens to them, don't they?

Would he paddle away any faster if he knew that there was no iron-barred room, no handcuffs, and no arrest churning happily along in his wake? That the only justice for him will be the final kind, from the High Court of Pain, and his rights are limited to only one: He has the right to shuffle off his mortal coil and spin away into the Dark Forever, and there is no appeal, no parole, and no way out at all.

was at a loss. All right, then, it was clearly time to give up, accept my fate, throw myself on the mercy of the court, assume the role of Dexter, quiet family man and former Dark Avenger. Resign myself to the idea that I would never again feel the hard cool touch of the moonlight on my electrified nerve endings as I slid through the night like the avatar of cold, sharp steel.

But before I could decide which choice to jump at, life intervened, as it usually does, and made the decision for me.

Would she really abandon me, her own dear brother? Leave me to a fate worse than death, although certainly including it? I didn't think she would, not willingly. I took a sip of water and tried to think it through. She

The fate of another man decided by a war they didnt declar

Birth is life's first lottery ticket.

RIP, Rest in Peace, though what's the point of that? What else're the dead going to be doing? It's a better message than Good Luck, don't you think?

Clifton, in life you get what you deserve, no more and certainly no less.

birth is life's first lottery ticket.

He remained silent for the rest of the journey, having been made painfully aware that birth is life's first lottery ticket. Tom