Thomas Merton Quotes

I'm not in charge of my life.

Men are not yet ready to shape their own destinies, to control and direct world events, of which -- instead -- they become the victims.

I have nothing to do with anything that happens to me.

I don't go through life thinking I'm on a conveyer belt I can't jump off, but sometimes it's helpful to think that things are out of your control.

So, after all, we are but puppets, creatures of our fate, not commanding it but being molded by it.

You're not always able to choose.

It is not in the stars to hold our destiny but in ourselves.

As mortals, we're ruled by conditions, not by ourselves.

Under the big political umbrella, a man is just like a leaf in the ocean, with no control of his destiny and does not have any choice.

Fate is for losers.

A lot of people go through life thinking that they don't have any control, that life is just happening to them. But that's not true.

Destiny is the invention of the cowardly, and the resigned.

The rewards of freedom are always sweet, but its demands are stern, for at its heart is the paradox that the greatest enemy of freedom is freedom.

Men are not prisoners of fate, but only prisoners of their own minds.

We try to separate the world into the stuff we can control and the stuff we can't.

There's nothing worse in life than to sit there and be the victim of a process that's outside your control.

In a larger sense, we all write our own destiny.

We like to believe we are in control of our destinies, even though we never are and we never have been.

When you're type A you always think you can fix anything. Sometimes there's nothing you can do.

Some things you can't control.

Humans are powerless, and even in our exercise of free will, either the Universe is gonna get down with your plan, or it isn't.

You can't shape it. You can't change it. Your life is what it is.

You can only control so much.

You can have your wishes, your plans, but at the end of the day, it's out of your control -Mia

Must helpless man, in ignorance sedate, roll darkly down the torrent of his fate.