Aeschylus Quotes

Fate with impartial hand turns out the doom of high and low; her capacious urn is constantly shaking the names of all mankind.

A man destined to hang can never drown

All things are subject to decay and when fate summons, monarchs must obey.

All rivers, even the most dazzling, those that catch the sun in their course, all rivers go down to the ocean and drown. And life awaits man as the sea awaits the river.

There is no armor against fate.

The grave is still the best shelter against the storms of destiny.

We never know we go when we are going- We jest and shut the Door- Fate-following-behind us bolts it- And we accost no more-.

If God in his wisdom have brought closeThe day when I must die,That day by water or fire or airMy feet shall fall in the destined snareWherever my road may lie.

SOONER OR LATER ALL MEN MUST DIE. EVERYTHING DIES IN THE END. I CAN BE ROBBED BUT NEVER DENIED, I TOLD MYSELF. WHY WORRY? “I too cannot be cheated,” snapped Fate.

Fate intervened. Some of us, that day, she led inexorably through the gates of death. Some of us, innocent and unsuspecting, took, unwillingly, that one last step to oblivion. Some of us took very little sugar.

We do not ask to be born; and we do not ask to die. But born we are and die we must. We come into existence and we pass out of existence. And in neither case does high-handed fate await our ratification of its decree.

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.

One night awaits all, and death's path must be trodden once and for all.

Sooner or later a black car came for everyone.

Brief and powerless is man's life; on him and all his race the slow, sure doom falls pitiless and dark.

No man dies before his hour. The time you leave behind was no more yours, than that which was before your birth, and concerneth you no more.

I know that I will not die until my time comes.

Greater dooms win greater destinies.

Every shot has its commission, d'ye see? We must all die at one time, as the saying is.

Men believe death's elections to be a thing inscrutable yet every act invites the act which follows and to the extent that men put one foot before the other they are accomplices in their own deaths as in all such facts of destiny.

In the end, the Wheel crushes us all.

The Rebel bullet that can kill me has not yet been molded.

As far as money goes, there's a saying in Denmark: 'Your last suit doesn't have any pockets.' You can't take it with you. You can make all the money you want, but who cares?

Call no man happy until he is dead, but only lucky.