Quotes About Fate

most people since the dawn of human time have been simply programmed by their birth to a short and brutish life that is not shaped by them or anyone else.

I met this kid from Miles City, Montana, who read the Stars and Stripes every day, checking the casualty lists to see if by some chance anybody form his home town had been killed. He didn't even know if there was anyone else from Miles City in Vietnam, but he checked anyway because he knew for sure that if there was someone else and they got killed, he would be all right. "I mean, can you just see *two* guys from a raggedy-ass town like Miles City getting killed in Vietnam?

In some ways it seems like the more intelligent i get the more aware i become of my own inherited doom

Randomness and luck are related, but there is a useful distinction between the two. You can think of randomness as operating at the level of a system and luck operating at the level of the individual.

But a perfect meritocracy banishes all sense of gift or grace. It diminishes our capacity to see ourselves as sharing a common fate. It leaves little room for the solidarity that can arise when we reflect on the contingency of our talents and fortunes. This is what makes merit a kind of tyranny, or unjust rule.

There, but for the grace of God, or the accident of birth, or the mystery of fate, go I.

What in the world could this family have done to deserve a fate such as this?

Even those who die in terrorist attacks, and have thus had the bad luck to be in the wrong place at the wrong time, are described as "heroes", though given a choice most of them would no doubt have preferred to be somewhere else when the blow was struck.

To weep not for the way things had once been but for the way things had been supposed to go and did not. People believed that they were haunted by bad memories, but that wasn't the truth. The most sinister hauntings were from unrealized futures.

Good-bye—if you hear of my being stood up against a Mexican stone wall and shot to rags please know that I think that a pretty good way to depart this life. It beats old age, disease, or falling down the cellar stairs. —AMBROSE BIERCE

But I knew better: No matter where you go, the past floods back. You can try like the dickens, but you can't escape fate.

He just knew we would find luck, but believing something don't make it true.

It was only a matter of time before we started dying.

Fate and destiny are close woven within us and near them can be found the true genius of our lives.

We are wrapped around a mystery to which we were drawn before we were born.

Destiny is purpose seen from the other end of life.

We must be bound to one another then," Elric murmured despairingly. "Bound by hell-forged chains and fate-haunted circumstance. Well, then—let it be thus so—and men will have cause to tremble and flee when they hear the names of Elric of Melinbone and Stormbringer, his sword. We are two of a kind—produced by an age which has deserted us. Let us give this age cause to hate us!

How things ultimately turn out isn't up to us. It never was. But if do our bit and play our part, it's remarkable how far we can go.

During our lives all of us will experience opportunities for change which involve risk. These occasions may come at inconvenient times. We may not act upon them, but the challenge is there for us. The purpose of reincarnation is the exercise of free will. Without this ability, we would be impotent creatures indeed.

That's Anil's path. She grows up in Sri Lanka, goes and gets educated abroad, and through fate or chance gets brought back by the Human Rights Commission to investigate war crimes.

As you look back at your life, there are just a million different things that have happened, just in the right way, to allow you to make your dreams come true. And you know, someone has all that under control.

Harry Marsham, who was known as Marsh to his friends, should have died that night.

All of these people, it was as if they were all turning to gold, all marked with an invisible X on their foreheads, as of course we are, too, the place and time yet to be determined. Yes, we are burning down; time is disintegrating.

Tempting fate, much? If I was Fate, lounging around in stately Fate Mansion drinking Fate Cola and eating a big bowl of Fate Crispies and I heard a dismissive Scots accent saying something like that, I'd be revving up the Fatemobile to teach said Mr Tartanjocks a lesson in humility.