There's a divinity that shapes our ends,
Rough-hew them how we will.
~
Hamlet, Prince of Denmark
by
William Shakespeare
The time is out of joint:—O cursed spite,
That ever I was born to set it right!
~
Hamlet, Prince of Denmark
by
William Shakespeare
We are merely the stars' tennis-balls, struck and banded Which way please them.
~
The Duchess of Malfi
by
John Webster
Fortune's a right whore: If she give aught, she deals it in small parcels, That she may take away all at one swoop.
~
The White Devil
by
John Webster
Destiny has a constant passion for the incongruous.
~
The Magnificent Ambersons
by
Booth Tarkington
He thanked me, observing that there were days when you lay on your back and the sky rained apples; while there were other days when you wore your fingers down to the first joint to catch a flea. Such was Fortune!
~
The Adventures of Harry Richmond
by
George Meredith
It was a still afternoon--the golden light was lingering languidly among the upper boughs, only glancing down here and there on the purple pathway and its edge of faintly sprinkled moss: an afternoon in which destiny disguises her cold awful face behind a hazy radiant veil, encloses us in warm downy wings, and poisons us with violet-scented breath.
~
Adam Bede
by
George Eliot
But often the great cat Fate lets us go only to clutch us again in a fiercer grip.
~
The Curse of Eve
by
Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
"What must be shall be."
~
Romeo and Juliet
by
William Shakespeare
"She's as obstinate as fate."
~
The Forsyte Saga
by
John Galsworthy