Quotes about Fate
Every woman becomes their mother. That's their tragedy. And no man becomes his. That's his tragedy.
— Oscar Wilde
If there's one thing on this planet you don't look like it's a bunch of good luck walkin around.
— Cormac McCarthy
Doomed enterprises divide lives forever into the then and now
— Cormac McCarthy
For me the world has always been more of a puppet show. But when one looks behind the curtain and traces the strings upward he finds they terminate in the hands of yet other puppets, themselves with their own strings which trace upward in turn, and so on. In my own life I saw these strings whose origins were endless enact the deaths of great men in violence and madness. Enact the ruin of a nation.
— Cormac McCarthy
I got here the same way the coin did.
— Cormac McCarthy
Can't stop what's coming. Ain't no waiting on you. That's vanity.
— Cormac McCarthy
Anyway, you never know what worse luck your bad luck has saved you from.
— Cormac McCarthy
They were saddened that [Rawlins] was not coming back but they said that a man leaves much when he leaves his own country. They said that it was no accident of circumstance that a man be born in a certain country and not some other and they said that the weathers and seasons that form a land form also the inner fortunes of men in their generations and are passed on to their children and are not so easily come by otherwise.
— Cormac McCarthy
They sat contemplating towns to come and the poor fanfare of trumpet and drum and the crude boards upon which their destinies were inscribed for these people were no less bound and indentured and they watched like the prefiguration of their own ends the carbonized skulls of their enemies incandescing before them bright as blood among the coals.
— Cormac McCarthy
And the dreams so rich in color. How else would death call you?
— Cormac McCarthy
The subject was war. The good book says that he that lives by the sword shall perish by the sword, said the black. The judge smiled, his face shining with grease. What right man would have it any other way? he said.
— Cormac McCarthy
Three weeks ago I was a law abidin citizen. Workin a nine to five job. Eight to four, anyways. Things happen to you they happen. They dont ask first. They dont require your permission.
— Cormac McCarthy