Fatality Quotes

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Rick Riordan
“Don't you ever feel like, what if the world really IS messed up? What if we COULD Do it all over again from scratch? No more war. Nobody homeless. No more summer reading homework.
'm listening.
Annabeth: I mean, the West represents a lot of the best things mankind ever did--that's why the fire is still burning. That's why OlympusIs still around. But sometimes you just see the bad stuff, you know? And you start thinking the way Luke does: 'If I could tear this all down, i would do it better.'. Don't you ever feel that way? Like YOU could do a better job I'd you ran the world?
Percy:Um...no. Me running the world would be kind of a nightmare.
Annabeth: then you're lucky. Hubris isn't your fatal flaw.
Percy: what is?
Annabeth: I don't know, Percy, but every hero has one. If you don't find it and learn to control it...well, they don't call it 'fatal' for nothing.
Percy(thinking to himself): I thought about that. It didn't exactly cheer me up.”
Rick Riordan, The Sea of Monsters

Guy de Maupassant
“I have coveted everything and taken pleasure in nothing”
Guy de Maupassant

Jonas Jonasson
“Life, here I come!' he said. And was immediately and fatally run over by a bus.”
Jonas Jonasson, The Girl Who Saved the King of Sweden

“Getting lost is not fatal. Almost every time, it will make your world.”
Julien Smith

Bram Stoker
“It all seems like a horrible tragedy, with fate pressing on relentlessly to some destined end. Everything that one does seems, no matter how right it may be, to bring on the very thing which is most to be deplored.”
Bram Stoker, Dracula

Emil M. Cioran
“Tristetea, ca si suferinta, ne revela existenta, deoarece în ele avem în constiinta separatia noastra de lumea obiectiva si nelinistea care da un caracter tragic vietuirii în existenta.
Daca ar exista un zeu al tristetii, lui nu i-ar putea creste decât aripi negre si grele, pentru a zbura nu înspre ceruri, ci în infern.”
Emil Cioran

Simone de Beauvoir
“La fatalité triomphe dès que l'on croit en elle.”
Simone de Beauvoir, America Day by Day

Friedrich Nietzsche
“Let us look one another in the face. We are Hyperboreans—we know well enough how much out of the way we live. 'Neither by land nor sea shalt thou find the road to the Hyperboreans': Pindar already knew that of us. Beyond the North, beyond the ice, beyond death—our life, our happiness.... We have discovered happiness, we know the road, we have found the exit out of whole millennia of labyrinth. Who else has found it? Modern man perhaps? 'I know not which way to turn; I am everything that knows not which way to turn,' sighs modern man.... It was from this modernity that we were ill—from lazy peace, from cowardly compromise, from the whole virtuous uncleanliness of modern Yes and No. This tolerance and largeur of heart which 'forgives' everything because it 'Understands' everything is sirocco to us. Better to live among ice than among modern virtues and other south winds! ...We were brave enough, we spared neither ourselves nor others: but for long we did not know where to apply our courage. We became gloomy, we were called fatalists. Our fatality—was the plenitude, the tension, the blocking-up of our forces. We thirsted for lightning and action, of all things we kept ourselves furthest from the happiness of the weaklings, from 'resignation'.... There was a thunderstorm in our air, the nature which we are grew dark—for we had no road. Formula of our happiness: a Yes, a No, a straight line, a goal...”
Friedrich Nietzsche, Twilight of the Idols / The Anti-Christ

Michael  Grant
“Three hundred and thirty-two kids between the age of one month and fourteen years had been confined within the FAYZ.
One hundred and ninety-six eventually emerged.
One hundred and thirty-six lay dead.
Dead and buried in the town plaza.
Dead and floating in the lake or on its shores.
Dead in the desert.
In the fields.
Dead of battles old and recent. Of starvation and accident, suicide and murder.
It was a fatality rate of just over 40 percent.”
Michael Grant, Light

Gabriel García Márquez
“Era como estar despierto dos veces". Esa frase me hizo pensar que lo más insoportable para ellos en el calabozo debió haber sido la lucidez.”
Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez, Chronicle of a Death Foretold

“To own something and not be aware of it could not only be annoying, but fatal too. That is why most people had all the time but did nothing with it. They died leaving behind no invention or product that they could be remembered for.”
Sunday Adelaja, How To Become Great Through Time Conversion: Are you wasting time, spending time or investing time?

Marsha Hinds
“On Money - There are many ways to get rich quickly. All of them are risky. Some of them are dangerous. A few of them are downright fatal.”
Marsha Hinds

Ana Claudia Antunes
“Life gives every body a second change: It's called to....grow!

Some bodies (or buddies) grow up, others, to the side, but we will all fall down, after”
Ana Claudia Antunes, A-Z of Happiness: Tips for Living and Breaking Through the Chain that Separates You from Getting That Dream Job

Steven Magee
“Rapid onset of dementia resulting in fatality in the space of a year is called Glioblastoma.”
Steven Magee

Friedrich Nietzsche
“The fatality of his being cant be divorced of the fatality of what he was and will be. No one is consecuence of a personal purpose, of a will, of a finality; no one should make themself´s the attempt of reaching "The ideal of man" (...) Its absurd wanting to divert one´s self to any kind of finality.”
Friedrich Nietzsche

Jean Baudrillard
“This is Radical Exoticism: the rule governing the world. It is not a law, for the law is the universal principle of understanding, the regulated interplay of differences, moral, political and economic rationality. It is a rule - and, like all rules, implies an arbitrary predestination. Consider languages, none of which is reducible to any other. Languages are predestined, each according to its own rules, its own arbitrary determinants, its own implacable logic. Each obeys the laws of communication and exchange, certainly, but at the same time it answers to an indestructible internal coherence; a language as such is, and must forever remain, fundamentally untranslatable into any other language.
This explains why all languages are so 'beautiful' - precisely because they are foreign to one another.
A law is never ineluctable: it is a concept, founded upon a consensus. A rule, by contrast, is indeed ineluctable, because it is not a concept but a form that orders a game. Seduction illustrates this well. Eros is love - the force of attraction, of fusion, of conjunction. Seduction is the far more radical figure of disjunction, distraction, illusion and diversion, a figure that alters essence and meaning, alters identity and the subject. And, contrary to common belief, entropy is on the side not of universal disjunction but of conjunction and fusion, of love and understanding - on the side of the proper use of differences. Seduction - exoticism - is an excess of the other, of otherness, the vertiginous appeal of what is 'more different than different' : this is what is irreducible - and this is the true source of energy.
In this predestined world of the Other, everything comes from elsewhere - happy or unhappy events, illnesses, even thoughts themselves. All imperatives flow from the non-human - from gods, beasts, spirits, magic. This is a universe of fatality, not of psychology. According to Julia Kristeva we become estranged from ourselves by internalizing the other, and this estrangement from ourselves takes the form - among others - of the unconscious. But in the world of fatality the unconscious does not exist. There is no universal form of the unconscious, as psychoanalysis claims, and the only alternative to unconscious repression is fatality - the imputation of everything to a completely nonhuman agency, an agency which is external to the human and delivers us from it.”
Jean Baudrillard, The Transparency of Evil: Essays in Extreme Phenomena

Emil M. Cioran
“There is something enveloping and voluptuous about the notion of fatality: it keeps you warm.”
Emil M. Cioran, The Trouble with Being Born