No Fate Quotes
That day she put our heads together, Fate had her imagination about her, Your head so much concerned with outer, Mine with inner, weather.
We are all children of the same mother, and the same fate awaits us all. We, too, have our religion, and it is this: Help for the living-Hope for the dead.
A horrible sense of blackness and the treachery of fate seized hold upon the soul of the unhappy student.
I would rather have my fate in the hands of 23 representative citizens of the county than in the hands of a politically appointed judge.
Destiny isn't immutable. You can change your fate. But I'd say the only way to do it is with hard, intelligent work and long-term dedication to a goal.
But it was equally clear to her that this was her fate, that she had called its name and it had come to her, and she could do nothing now but own it.
It makes me believe in fate. In most cases, the readings where I've been really bad have usually been the ones where I got the part
I was raised to believe that God has a plan for everyone and that seemingly random twists of fate are all a part of His plan.
But the case has proved that to be true which Appius says in his songs, that each man is the maker of his own fate.
If there's any business that instructs you in the strong hand of fate, it's show business. You can plan and plan, but it's what happens to you that really determines what your career will be like.
Fate wings, with every wish, the afflictive dart, Each gift of nature, and each grace of art.
Second thoughts have aborted more dreams than all the difficult circumstances, overwhelming obstacles, and dangerous detours fate ever could throw at you.
Life is long. Just because you don't get your chance right when you want or expect it doesn't mean it won't come. Fate doesn't punch a time clock or consult a schedule.
But if something was really important, fate made sure it somehow came back to you and gave you another chance.
The basic fact is that no, this isn't ideal. Very few things are. Sometimes, you have to manufacture your own history. Give fate a push,so to speak.
It seemed like my favourite kind of job - a wonderful chance to ask something absolutely fundamental: the fate of the Universe and whether the Universe was infinite or not
It's the great soul that surrenders itself to fate, but a puny degenerate thing that struggles.
Such as the chain of causes we call Fate, such is the chain of wishes: one links on to another; the whole man is bound in the chain of wishing for ever.
While the fates permit, live happily; life speeds on with hurried step, and with winged days the wheel of the headlong year is turned.
He struggled to breathe through the agony in his chest. The Fates were still mocking him. It must be a boring day for them up on Olympus.
One becomes gradually accustomed to a new realization of the nature of 'happiness': one has to assume happiness when Fate does not carry out all its threats simultaneously.
The individuals who seem to us most outstanding, who are honored with the name of genius, are those who have proposed to enact the fate of all humanity in their personal existences.
Yet I pity the poor wretch, though he's my enemy. He's yoked to an evil delusion, but the same fate could be mine. I see clearly: we who live are all phantoms, fleeing shadows.
Failure to plan brings barrenness and sterility. Fate brushes man with its wings, but we make our own fate largely.
I think it would be slightly perverse to continue tempting fate by going back to the same places and doing the same sort of thing.
I think fate is massive, and it's never really had its place among forces we respect as having control over us.
Do you believe in fate?" "I guess, but . . . its more about creatng the life you want so you can make that fate a reality. You know?
Warmblood now a bloodborne death, Will rob your body of it's breath Mark your skin and seal your fate The Underland becomes a plate
I am responsible for my fate, I am the bringer of good unto myself, I am the bringer of evil. I am the Pure and Blessed One. We must reject all thoughts that assert to the contrary.
The fate of this man or that man was less than a drop, although it was a sparkling one, in the great blue motion of the sunlit sea.
How unfair the fate which ordains that those who have the least should be always adding to the treasury of the wealthy.
This is where the gods play games with the lives of men, on a board which is at one and the same time a simple playing area and the whole world. And Fate always wins.
Gods play games with the fates of men. But first they have to get all the pieces on the board and look all over the place for the dice.
SOONER OR LATER ALL MEN MUST DIE. EVERYTHING DIES IN THE END. I CAN BE ROBBED BUT NEVER DENIED, I TOLD MYSELF. WHY WORRY? “I too cannot be cheated,” snapped Fate.
Scotland by no means escaped the fate ordained for every country which is connected, but not incorporated, with another country of greater resources.
Thoughts! what are they? They are my constant friends, who, when harsh fate its dull brow bends, uncloud me with a smiling ray, and in the depth of midnight force a day.
Is Wall Street the rightful master of our economic fate? Or should we choose a broader form of sovereignty?
Man's feeble race what ills await! Labour, and Penury, the racks of Pain, Disease, and Sorrow's weeping train, And Death, sad refuge from the storms of Fate!
Well, these sad and hopeless obstacles are welcome in one sense, for they enable us to look with indifference upon the cruel satires that Fate loves to indulge in.
I do a TV show about a priest in London, and he is also slightly beleaguered and is subject to fate and misfortune and daily difficulty.