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Faber est suae quisque fortunae. Each man is the architect of his own fate.

Fame comes only when deserved, and then is as inevitable as destiny, for it is destiny.

Fame is fickle. If the media turn against me, I will just have more time in the library. Not bad as a fate.

Fatalism is a false premise. What will be is not necessarily what must be.

Fate and temperament are the names of a concept.

Fate always gives you two choices, the one you should take, and the one you do.

Fate and victory shift ... now this way, now that way -- like a line of unarmored men under a hail of enemy arrows.

Fate cast me to play the role of an ugly duckling with no promise of swanning. . . . I have played my life as a comedy rather than the tragedy many would have made of it.

Fate gave, what Chance shall not control, His sad lucidity of soul.

Fate being unfavorable( or without god's grace, even an easy task becomes difficult to accomplish)

Fate does not jest and events are not a matter of chance. There is no existence out of nothing.

Fate" Eve said with a sigh "I'm not sure fate had to burn up your car to get the point across," Shane said, buckling his own seatbelt. "No, not that. The hearse. I'm going to name it Fate." Shane stared at Eve for a long, long few seconds, then slowly shook his head. "Have you considered medication, or-" She flipped him off. "Ah. Back to normal. Excellent.

Fate gives you the finger and you accept.

Fate is a shape-shifter. It is the kindest and most generous entity imaginable, laying out more goodness than a person deserves, and then it shrinks and curls and forms into something grotesque. You think something is one thing, but then it´s another.

Fate is a wheel that turns without our hand

Fate is gonna find you in your glass of champagne.

Fate is like a small sandstorm that keeps changing directions. You change direction but the sandstorm chases you. You turn again, but the storm adjusts. Over and over you play this out, like some ominous dance with death just before dawn. Why? Because this storm isn't something that blew in from far away, something that has nothing to do with you. This storm is you. Something inside of you. So all you can do is give in to it, step right inside the storm, closing your eyes and plugging up your ears so the sand doesn't get in, and walk through it, step by step.

Fate is trying to kill me. I miss my dog. What's a doctor going to say? You're not ill, you're mad as a muffin? They'll either lock me up or tell me to get a grip and no one will believe the truth anyway.

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.

Fate never knows when comedy ends and tragedy begins.

Fate rules the affairs of men, with no recognizable order.

Fate shall yield To fickle Chance, and Chaos judge the strife.

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

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

Fate, at first so amenable, so reasonable, so open to negotiation, ends up by exacting a cruel revenge for happiness.

Fate carries its own clock.

Fate chooses our relatives, we choose our friends.

Fate does not seek our consent.

Fate is a ladder on which you cannot afford to miss a single rung. To skip out on even one step would mean you'll never make it to the top.

Fate is a misplaced retreat. Many people rationalize an unexplained event as fate and shrug their shoulders when it occurs. But that is not what fate is. The world operates as a series of circles that are invisible, for they extend to the upper air. Fate is where these circles cut to earth. Since we cannot see them, do not know their content, and have no sense of their width, it is impossible to predict when these cuts will slice into our reality. When this happens, we call it fate. Fate is not a chance event but one that is inevitable, we are simply blind to its nature and time.

Fate is being kind to me. Fate doesn't want me to be too famous too young.

Fate is not quite as strange as it appears!

Fate is the magnetic pull of our souls toward the people, places, and things we belong with.

Fate is the opportunity. Choice is what you do with it.

Fate, I think, is a thief.

Fate Marches on, demanding we find our destinies

Fate never promises to tell you everything up front. You aren't always shown the path in life you're supposed to take. But if there was one thing she'd learned in the past few weeks, it was that sometimes, when you're really lucky, you meet someone with a map.

Fate steals along with silent tread, Found oftenest in what least we dread; Frowns in the storm with angry brow, But in the sunshine strikes the blow.

Fate tried to conceal him by naming him Smith.

Fate wings, with every wish, the afflictive dart, Each gift of nature, and each grace of art.

Fate and necessity are unconquerable.

Fate, Chance, God’s Will — we all try to account for our lives somehow. What are the chances that two raindrops, flung from the heavens, will merge on a windowpane? Gotta be Fate.

Fate finds for every man; his share of misery.

Fate gave to man the courage of endurance.

Fate gives all of us three teachers, three friends, three enemies, and three great loves in our lives. But these twelve are always disguised, and we can never know which one is which until we’ve loved them, left them, or fought them.

fate is not just whose cooking smells good, but which way the wind blows

Fate is not the ruler, but the servant of Providence.

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

fate is strange.. almost no one i know married the first love of their lives. but for those who did are always telling me that they missed soemthing important, that they didn’t experience all that they might have.." - by the river piedra i sat down and wept

Fate is what Heaven imparts.