Algernon Charles Swinburne Quotes

What we call fate does not come into us from the outside, but emerges from us.

You can't fight your fate...It is predestined.

Each man's death is fated from the beginning of time.

Everything that happens is supposed to be And it's all pre-determined, can't change your destiny Guess I'll just keep moving, someday maybe I'll get to where I'm going

Everything that happens, happens of necessity.

Our last deed, like the young of the land crab, wends its way to the sea of cause and effect as soon as born, and makes a drop there to eternity.

We are all fools blessed with the knowledge that certain events will come to pass no matter what path we take to get there. The wise ones follow their angels while they may.

The great wheel of Fate rolls on like a Juggernaut, and crushes us all in turn, some soon, some late

The element running through entire nature, which we popularly call Fate, is known to us as limitation. Whatever limits us, we callFate.

But a man's character is his fate... and in the end there isn't any way to disguise the nature of the knocks by acoustical work on the door or gloving the knuckles.

“It is Fate that I am here,” persisted George. “But you can call it Italy if it makes you less unhappy.”

Maybe Fate isn't the pond you swim in but the fisherman floating on top of it, letting you run the line wild until you are weary enough to be reeled back in.

You know what I think? Fate! That's what it is fate! There's a thing that comes after a fellow:got a name,but I forgot what it is. Creeps up behind him, and puts him in the basket when he ain't expecting it.

The sea that calls all things unto her cals me, and I must embark.

The blackest ink of fate are sure my lot, And when fate writ my name it made a blot.

Fate has terrible power. You cannot escape it by wealth or war. No fort will keep it out, no ships outrun it.

Hear me when I say I believe nothings gonna change destiny. Whatevers meant to be will work out perfectly.

Men speak of blind destiny, a thing without scheme or purpose. But what sort of destiny is that? Each act in this world from which there can be no turning back has before it another, and it another yet. In a vast endless net. Men imagine that the choices before them are theirs to make. But we are free to act only upon what is given. Choice is lost in the maze of generations and each act in the maze is itself an enslavement for it voids every alternative and binds one ever more tightly into the constraints that make a life.

In the end, the Wheel crushes us all.

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

When destiny calls you, you've got to be strong. I may not be with you, but you've got to move on.

All he knew was that they fit somehow, and that he felt as if he spent most of his life traveling a path that led inexorably to her.

There's no escaping fate, it just keeps going. Day and night, the future just keeps coming at you.

Fate leads the willing, and drags along the reluctant.

Not even need and love can defeat fate.