Quotes About Fate

Best Kept Secret Be Careful What You Wish For Mightier than the Sword Cometh the Hour This Was a Man NOVELS Not a Penny More, Not a Penny Less Shall We Tell the President? Kane and Abel The Prodigal Daughter First Among Equals A Matter of Honour As the Crow Flies Honour Among Thieves

If you are lucky enough to have been born an Englishman, you have drawn first prize in the lottery of life.' The

But in the end it wasn't up to me. The bigs things never are. Birth, I mean, and death. And love. And what love bequeaths to us before we're born.

They were bound for college, husbands, child-rearing, unhappiness only dimly perceived—bound, in other words, for life.

With most people suicide is like Russian roulette. Only one chamber has a bullet. With the Lisbon girls, the gun was loaded. A bullet for family abuse. A bullet for genetic predisposition. A bullet for historical malaise. A bullet for inevitable momentum. The two other bullets are impossible to name, but that doesn't mean the chambers were empty.

Her eyes watered and she was a foot taller than any of her sisters, mostly because of the length of her neck which would one day hang from the end of a rope.

Parents are supposed to pass down physical traits to their children, but it's my belief that all sorts of other things get passed down, too: motifs, scenarios, even fates.

This, Tolstoy says, is our human predicament: we're the man clutching the branch. Death awaits us. There is no escape. And so we distract ourselves by licking whatever drops of honey come within our reach.

His lost look of a man who realized that all this dying was going to be the only life he ever had.

I mean, in the end it wasn't up to me. The big things never are. Birth, I mean, and death. And love. And what love bequeaths to use before we're born.

And all goes onward and outward, nothing collapses, / and to die is different from that anyone supposed, and luckier.

We found each other for so long before we lost each other.

that he was destined for capitalism and not scholarship

The moments that led up to me fell into place as though decreed. Which, I guess, is why I think about them so much.

Ugye, megmondtam, hogy a jó szerencsére mindig bánat jön!

Drunk, and kissing us, or passing out in chairs, they were bound for college, husbands, child-rearing, unhappiness only dimly perceived- bound, in other words, for life.

Pluribus Unum. In my view that does not refer only to states, but also to our varied people. Whatever brought these strangers together in this place—chance, fate, or divine intervention—their lives will be forever transformed, forever bound together even if only by the slenderest of threads, because they shared stories.

They always think if they married someone else, their lives would have turned out differently

What they don't get is that if they hadn't chosen their current partner, they would have wound up with the same guy wearing different pants

The thing about love is, you don't get to choose," Suze said. "You just wake up one day and there it is, sitting at the foot of the bed, going 'nyah, nyah, gotcha,' and there's not a damn thing you can do about it.

What were you saying, Agnes? Taylor said, his smile widening. I was saying you're an evil moron whom fate and karma are going to take care of, Agnes said. Now your line is 'Who's Fate and Karma, and what did I ever do to them?' That's not funny, Taylor said. Agnes looked at Mr. Harrison. I thought it was a little funny, didn't you? A little, he said, smiling. Taylor glared at him and he shrugged.

You fell into your life, the same way I fell into mine.

DO understand that, when all is said and done, your kids are going to find something to blame you for, no matter how hard you try, and that they will grow up to be who they were destined to be, no matter what you do. A large part of this is out of your hands. Try your best, treat yourself well, and forgive yourself as frequently as possible.

Bis heute setzen die älteren Frauen sich vor Sonnenaufgang, noch in der Nacht, unter freiem Himmel hin und singen: Auch wenn einer reich und vermögend ist, ist der Tod ihm nahe. Der Tod ist größer als die Zeit, er umfängt sie. Gerade jetzt sendet er seine Pfeile aus, Sie gehen nieder in die Mitte der Herde.