Quotes About Fate

What goes around, comes around Ã¢â'¬Â¦ Quod circumvehitur, revehitur.

We are going to die, and that makes us the lucky ones," writes Richard Dawkins. After all, we're the ones who got to exist in the first place.

Man is the sole and absolute master of his own fate forever. What he has sown in the times of his ignorance, he must inevitably reap; when he attains enlightenment, it is for him to sow what he chooses and reap accordingly. – Geraldine Coster

It was all God's plan, and is befitting to the Wise.

I was born for a controversial world, and I cannot escape my destiny. John Quincy Adams

Nachts, wenn das Pendel der Liebe schwingt zwischen Immer und Nie, stößt dein Wort zu den Monden des Herzens und dein gewitterhaft blaues Aug reicht der Erde den Himmel. Aus fernem, aus traumgeschwärztem Hain weht uns an das Verhauchte, und das Versäumte geht um, groß wie die Schemen der Zukunft. Was sich nun senkt und hebt, gilt dem zuinnerst Vergrabnen: blind wie der Blick, den wir tauschen, küßt es die Zeit auf den Mund.

I knew now that the end of the world was coming not from the future, but the past.

So much of what we are then has been completely outside of our control and is not our fault. •

I told them that God controlled all things, not fate, and that our lives were determined by him and by the choices we make to obey or disobey his Word. I used this opportunity to tell them what the Bible says

That's how the world is, and there is nothing an insignificant nobody like you, or even a significant somebody like me, can do about it.

Force is as pitiless to the man who possesses it as it is to its victims - the second it crushes, the first it intoxicates. The truth is that nobody really possesses a great kind of power for long. Those who have it on loan from Fate count on it too much and are themselves destroyed.

My God, Cale, if you only knew with what little sense the world is run. There has been no disaster visited on mankind that was not warned of by someone— never, not in all the history of the world. And no one who ever gave such warnings and was proved right ever got any good out of it.

The time is coming to an end when you can wander the roads of the world as free and easy as you like, and meet a stranger across firelight. They will fence in the world entire ere they are done, the clever men of this earth, and there will be no space left on it for vagabonds, and dreamers... and little lost girls running from their fate.

Life, I would later learn, is a raging river tumbling over jagged rocks, most of which are never seen. There are no signs warning of broken bones or broken promises or broken hearts. Some of us get knocked off our flimsy rafts. Others cling to the straps with utter desperation. Either way, the journey's end is the same. The river surges toward a roaring falls, unforgiving and unsurvivable.

what brings you happiness?" "Mr. Cohen . . ." "Benny." "Benny, I don't really think much about it. I just go about my life day to day. Stuff happens. Some good. Some bad. I don't know what's at the end of the rainbow, or even if there is a rainbow.

Fate was the issue, if anything; not guilt.

I live in what's left of the evidence not out there in the rotting garden the firebombed street and Plato's myth of lovers the fates meeting of equal halves is a tale for lonely kids

A man ought to be free to find his reason. Not that freedom alone will serve it up: it requires the gods' own fury of luck to get two people to meet.

I suppose we'd been waiting for each other all our lives.

Each of us is precisely where it has always been known we would be, doing exactly what we are doing right now.

I'm not saying God predetermines everything. I'm saying He or She has known all along that things would turn out as they have. God is not surprised. God is all-knowing, not all-controlling. Man does have free will.

Don't Expect What Goes Around to Come Around. Total jerks and evil people often get all the good breaks. Being nice guarantees nothing. Good things happen to bad people. Sometimes, things just don't "balance out" or "work out for the best.

And now none of it could be undone. That was the exquisite irony: the act that had undone everything could not itself be undone.

Heads, you win. Tails, he loses.