652 quotes found
“Fortune is fickle and soon asks back what he has given.”
“Destiny is what you are supposed to do in life. Fate is what kicks you in the ass to make you do it.”
“That which God writes on thy forehead thou wilt come to it.”
“When its time has come the prey goes to the hunter.”
“The bow is bent the arrow flies The winged shaft of fate.”
“He has gone to the demnition bow-wows.”
“'Tis Fate that flings the dice And as she flings Of kings makes peasants And of peasants kings.”
“Thou must (in commanding and winning or serving and losing suffering or triumphing) be either anvil or hammer.”
“We make our fortunes and we call them fate.”
“Though men determine the gods do dispose: and oft times many things fall out between the cup and the lip.”
“The Moving Finger writes and having writ Moves on nor all your Piety nor Wit Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line Nor all your Tears wash out a Word of it.”
“The die is cast.”
“Maybe there isn’t such a thing as fate. Maybe it’s just the opportunities we’re given, and what we do with them. I’m beginning to think that maybe great, epic romances don’t just happen. We have to...”
“Amor Fati – “Love Your Fate”, which is in fact your life.”
“We all have such fateful objects -- it may be a recurrent landscape in one case, a number in another -- carefully chosen by the gods to attract events of specific significance for us: here shall Jo...”
“But that was life: Nobody got a guided tour to their own theme park. You had to hop on the rides as they presented themselves, never knowing whether you would like the one you were in line for...or...”
“Then we’re just sitting there, staring at each other. Which has been happening a lot lately. It’s likewhatever wall there was between us, however she was holding herself back from me . . . all of t...”
“Here is your great soul—the man who has given himself over to Fate; on the other hand, that man is a weakling and a degenerate who struggles and maligns the order of the universe and would rather r...”
“And where, I ask you, can a man escape to, when he hasn’t enough madness left inside him? The truth is an endless death agony. The truth is death. You have to choose: death or lies. I’ve never been...”
“It did not look like the work of God, but it might have represented the handicraft of a God with a joyous sense of humor, a dancing God who loved mischief as much as prayer, and playfulness as much...”
