FATE QUOTES IV

quotations about fate

Fate is a fickle bitch who dotes on irony.

GLEN COOK

The Black Company


Fate happens.

DOTTI ENDERLE

Hand of Fate


Thy fate is seeking thee,
Fear not! Fear not!
Nor hither, thither run, with puny strain
Of frenzied fingers on this closèd door,
Or that, to find her. Leave thy worse than vain
And feverish seeking; fret thy soul no more,
Nor vex the heavens with ineffectual cries;
Fate will adjust her perfect harmonies
And weave thee in.

CLARA MARCELLE FARRAR GREENE

"Thy Fate Is Seeking Thee"


The furnace which melts gold, also hardens clay. Before blaming thy fate, therefore, find whether thou art gold or clay.

IVAN PANIN

Thoughts


Each fate is just, since each individual chooses it freely.

ROBERT APATOW

The Spiritual Art of Dialogue


I would not fear nor wish my fate,
But boldly say each night,
To-morrow let my sun his beams display,
Or in clouds hide them; I have lived to-day.

ABRAHAM COWLEY

Of Myself


I do not believe in a fate that will fall on us no matter what we do. I do believe in a fate that will fall on us if we do nothing.

RONALD REAGAN

First Inaugural Address, January 20, 1981


Free will appears unfettered, deliberate; it is boundlessly free, wandering, the spirit. But fate is a necessity; unless we believe that world history is a dream-error, the unspeakable sorrows of mankind fantasies, and that we ourselves are but the toys of our fantasies. Fate is the boundless force of opposition against free will. Free will without fate is just as unthinkable as spirit without reality, good without evil. Only antithesis creates the quality.

FRIEDRICH NIETZSCHE

"Fate and History"


Every one is more or less master of his own fate.

AESOP

"The Traveller and Fortune" Aesop's Fables


What is Fate? Fate is the name given to the unfolding of all events, all worlds, realms, lives and powers, and the final end that awaits them, before they are regenerated at the hands of the Fate-weaver, who is the Old Veiled One.

ROBIN ARTISSON

The Flaming Circle


Fate always wins, for our own heart within us
Imperiously furthers its designs.

FRIEDRICH SCHILLER

Wallenstein


So long as it fated, fate didn't care what it fated.

CHINA MIéVILLE

Kraken


Fate's sentence written on the brow no hand can e'er efface.

BHARTRHARI

"The Praise of Destiny"


Fate knows all about you, it knows your fears and your weaknesses and your confidences and strengths, and it can be ready for all of them when it decides that the time is right. It can move you like a pawn in a terrible game of chess, sacrifice you for the good of others, drop you from a building you should never have been inside, give you a disease that no one has ever heard of. Luck and chance are impartial. Fate is active. It picks on people. Almost as if it thinks about things too much ...

TIM LEBBON

Face


Fate loves the fearless.

JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL

"The Voyage to Vinland"


Fate isn't some middle-aged man with a squint who won't recognize you if you change your clothes.

MEG ROSOFF

Just In Case


If fate be not, then what can we foresee?
And how can we avoid it if it be?
If by free will in our own paths we move,
How are we bounded by decrees of above?
Whether we drive, or whether we are driven,
If ill, 'tis ours; if good, the act of heaven.

JOHN DRYDEN

The Tempest


The working out of fate isn't just some large anonymous and separate natural system that surrounds you; ultimately, it is you, too. We're part of this world, inseparably; this means that all of your thoughts, dreams, urges, ideas, aren't just "yours"--they are the world's. They are the threads of fate. For all that, you are still the vehicle of their expression, and you bear responsibility for them.

ROBIN ARTISSON

The Flaming Circle


Fate in the life of a people, as in the life of an individual, signifies an existence of compulsion. A strange necessity binds the particulars into one whole. The individual, against his will, is subjected and subjugated to the national, fate-laden, reality.

JOSEPH DOV SOLOVEITCHIK

Fate and Destiny


Perhaps fate isn't blind after all. Perhaps it's capable of fantasy, even compassion.

ELIE WIESEL

The Time of the Uprooted