No Fate Quotes
Because change creates opportunity, when we do it through purpose and awareness, we are working with the fates, and in turn they smile upon us.
Do you believe that evil and tragedy are always planned? You don’t think Fortune has anything to do with it?
This is the tragedy of knowing my fate: I have seen how it ends, and I will walk right into it, and nothing will change.
Who am I to say that these things might nit be forever? Who is Peter Van Houten to assert as fact the conjecture that our labor is temporary?
Lately, I've become sort of a fatalist. Well, that was bound to happen.
The fate of all things cherished and expensive, to be lost at hazard, and well before their time
Once upon a time, there was a man as great as the gods…But even the great can tremble with fear.Even the great can fall
Everywhere man blames nature and fate, yet his fate is mostly but the echo of his character and passions, his mistakes and weaknesses.
Fate and character are different names for the same idea.
No matter how careful we are, if we live long enough, eventually one of us will die. It is not a happy thought, but it is the truth. Such is the way of the world.
Oh no. I'm not gonna let you leave yet. I'm gonna show you the value of takin' your time to get to work. I probably should have done this a long time ago.
Tis Fate that flings the dice, And as she flingsOf kings makes peasants, And of peasants kings.
Clinical, brilliantly medical-minded Adam believes in fate. A fate with Fia.
Strange how reluctant I was to acknowledge that control of my fate lay beyond my own conscious will. Habit of a lifetime, I suppose.
This is just your unwritten life. You didn’t expect it, it just happened.
To be a Russian writer at the end of the nineteenth century must have meant bearing an inescapably bitter fate. The more they tried to escape from Russia, the more deeply Russia swallowed them.
Such sentences always end in silence, no matter how they may begin--indeed, this is the very essence of fate: that which we never quite manage to say.
History warns us ... that it is the customary fate of new truths to begin as heresies and to end as superstitions.
I have brought you a hero’s fate, and a hero’s fate is never happy. It is never anything but tragic.
...a world where a sparrow's fate and that of a man can be decided in the blink of a cat's eye, such is the true measure of time.
Synchronicity, it is like a collaboration with fate. All of that becomes the norm when the EGO (edge God out) is no longer the driving force in your life.
I believe in times of adversity there’s a line that is sometimes drawn, a line that separates your old life from your new. You cross the line, you’ll never be the same.
Fate never promises to tell you everything up front. You aren't always shown the path in life you're supposed to take. But sometimes when you're really lucky, you meet someone with a map.
Maybe that’s what makes it so hard. When you spend years thinking and dreaming about someone and have them fall back into your life? Sounds like fate to me.
Things don't happen for a reason, we make reasons out of things that happen.
Sometimes even the smallest of efforts can change someone’s fate entirely.
It does not matter how much we distance ourselves, how far we run - the past always shadows us.
Life may look to be made up of incredible coincidences. One problem. I don’t believe in coincidences. I believe in twists of fate.
Who can ever know what path to walk on when all of them are either crooked or broken? One just has to walk.
I had wanted to compromise with Fate: to escape occasional great agonies by submitting to a whole life of privation and small pains.
. . . is it better to throw yourself head first and laughing into the holy rage calling your name?
I know that I'm doomed and I'm not going to struggle against my fate. I am only writing this down so that when you do not see me any more you will know that my enemy has finally triumphed.
What must it be like to have such faith in the world, in plans, in your own ability to control your fate? It was contagious, that's what it was. I could not help it. I caught his hope like a plague.
What if our badness and mistakes are the very thing that set our fate and bring us round to good? What if, for some of us, we can't get there any other way?
I knew that I was talented. I was positive about that. I wasn’t sure exactly what I was talented at, but I was ambitious enough to wait it out and see what turned up.
The gods do make playthings of us. But it is we mortals who provide them with tools.
If you make a person believe that his misfortune in this birth is due to his sins in his previous birth, he will resign himself to his fate and not vent his fury on society at large.
She had the hard, half-apathetic expression of one who deems anything possible at the hands of time and chance, except perhaps fair play
I thought of the new stone, of my new wife, and of the newly buried white bones beneath us, and I felt that fate had made sport of us all.
I was told that there was nothing for me but to come here. But, as with life itself, it may not be our choice to come, but it is our choice to leave.
The world was full of forces you couldn't fight against which suddenly loomed up and aimed a crushing blow at you.