Quotes About Fate

Within human luck is divine intentionality.

Do you seek to bribe Death?" Zane asked, half angry and two-thirds curious.

William Henley put it: It matters not how strait the gate, How charged with punishments the scroll, I am the master of my fate; I am the captain of my soul.

Kötülük ölümden daha h?zl? koÅŸar.

The man deserved his fate, deny it who can; yes, but the fate did not deserve the man.

Must not all things at last be swallowed up in Death?

O youth or young man, who fancy that you are neglected by the Gods, know that if you become worse you shall go to the worse souls, or if better to the better, and in every succession of life and death you will do and suffer what like may fitly suffer at the hands of like. This is the justice of heaven. Plato

And now we go our separate ways, I to die and you to live, which is better God only knows.

There is a story, which even you have preserved, that once upon a time Paethon, the son of Helios, having yoked the steeds in his father's chariot, because he was not able to drive them in the path of his father, burnt up all that was upon the earth, and was himself destroyed by a thunderbolt.

The hour of departure has arrived, and we go our ways - I to die, and you to live. Which is better God only knows.

Doch jetzt ist's Zeit fortzugehen: für mich, um zu sterben, für euch, um zu leben. Wer von uns dem besseren Los entgegengeht, ist uns allen unbrkannt - das weiß nur Gott.

But now it is time for us to leave: for me, to go to my death, and for you to go on living. Whether it's you or I who are going to a better thing is clear to no one but the god.

Tears were fated for Hekabe and Ilium's women from the day of their birth, but Dion, just when you triumphed with famous works, all your wandering hopes were cast down by the gods. Now dead in your spacious city, you are honored by patriots— But I was one who loved you, O Dion!

The Gods confound the man who first found out How to distinguish the hours---confound him, too Who in this place set up a sundial To cut and hack my days so wretchedly Into small pieces ! . . . I can't (even sit down to eat) unless the sun gives leave. The town's so full of these confounded dials . . .

Le malchanceux est malchanceux même s'il a une lanterne accrochée au derrière, quoiqu'il fasse, un jour, il pétera et la flamme s'éteindra !

Qualcuno, molto tempo fa, ha scritto che anche i libri, come gli esseri umani, hanno un loro destino, imprevedibile, diverso da quello che per loro si desiderava e si attendeva.

Non siamo malcontenti delle nostre scelte e di quello che la vita ci ha dato, ma quando ci incontriamo proviamo entrambi la curiosa e non sgradevole impressione ( ce la siamo più volte descritta a vicenda) che un velo, un soffio, un tratto di dado, ci abbia deviati su due strade divergenti che non erano le nostre

Più in generale, l'esperienza ci aveva già dimostrato infinite volte la vanità di ogni previsione: a che scopo travagliarsi per prevedere l'avvenire, quando nessun nostro sforzo, nessuna nostra parola lo avrebbe potuto minimamente influenzare?

May he have an accident shaped like an umbrella.

Phoebus amat visaeque cupit conubia Daphnes, quodque cupit, sperat, suaque illum oracula fallunt ??

Life is made up of strange coincidences, said Thorndyke. Nobody but a reviewer of novels is ever really surprised at a coincidence.

No decision is so fine as to not bind us to its consequences. No consequence is so unexpected as to absolve us of our decisions. Not even death.

Suffer not a whore to live, for she maketh a pit of her womb.

The No-God was coming. Mog-Pharau walked, and the world thundered.