Fate was tricky like that. It consumed us when we thought we were free, and it freed us when we thought we were captured.

She nailed it to the wall with her well-aimed dart, like a butterfly with no will whose sentence has always been written.

The longer I looked into his eyes the more I felt that he was leading me down a road that I was determined not to follow.

I'm trying to let him know what I'm about to do.I'm hoping he can save me, even though I realize he can't.

But that I should have ended up in a place like this seems too custom-made a nightmare to be the work of mere ill fortune.

I fantasized how no matter what happened, no one could ever come between us, call it wishful thinking, I called it a fact.

Many men would take the death-sentence without a whimper, to escape the life-sentence which fate carries in her other hand.

Life is stranger than any of us expected,There is a somber, imponderable fate.Enigma rules, and the heart has no certainty.

I guess it was what my friend Phoolendu at the yoga studio would call kismet. That's like fate, but much more dramatic.

It feels like the world is folding up around me, like origami paper, and I’m trapped inside of its breathless center.

FATE decides who you meet in your life, your HEART chooses who you want in your life, but your CHOICES decide who will stay

Everyone has their own path, everyone has a destiny. Your's just happens to be a little bigger than everyone else's.

the buddhists say there are 149 ways to god. i'm not looking for god, only for myself, and that is far more complicated.

That is a dream also; only he has remained asleep, while you have awakened; and who knows which of you is the most fortunate?

If you achieve good results using a poor method, isn't that a much greater achievement than starting from better methods.