"Fatalism is the lazy man's way of accepting the inevitable."
— Natalie Clifford Barney
"Look again at that dot. That's here. That's home. That's us. On it everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever was, lived out their lives. The aggregate of our joy and suffering, thousands of confident religions, ideologies, and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilization, every king and peasant, every young couple in love, every mother and father, hopeful child, inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every "superstar," every "supreme leader," every saint and sinner in the history of our species lived there, on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam."
There are no choices. Nothing but a straight line. The illusion comes afterwards, when you ask "Why me?" and "What if?". When you look back and see the branches, like a pruned bonsai tree, or forked lightning. If you had done something differently, it wouldn't be you, it would be someone else looking back, asking a different set of questions.
Fate is what you call it when you don't know the name of the person screwing you over.
In the two years since then, Viltry had been unable to shrug off the idea that he should be dead already. He was living on borrowed time. His tutor at the scholam had drummed into him the concept of Fate's wheel. He'd said that it spun at the Emperor's right hand. It spun for balance, for symmetry. What was given would be taken, what was loaned would be paid back. A life saved was only a life spared.
Fate guides the willing, but drags the unwilling.
— Cleanthes (c. 330- c. 230 BC)
Why fight a battle you cannot win? To oppose the will of the Galaxy...is to deny the universe, the source of life...indeed, to deny life on this planet!
Church: I learned a valuable lesson in my travels, Tucker. No matter how bad things might seem-
Caboose: They could be worse.
Nope, no matter how bad they seem, they can't be any better, and they can't be any worse, because that's the way things fucking
are, and you better get used to it, Nancy. Quit yer bitching.
, after a long time-travel experience, tells this to his teammates, Red vs. Blue
The All-Father wove the skein of your life a long time ago. Go and hide in a hole if you wish, but you won't live one instant longer. Your fate is fixed. Fear profits a man nothing.
Vista: I feel like there’s two ideas and they’re playing tug of war with my head. Yeah. One part of me, it’s like… I want us all to stay together. Aegis died. Gallant died. Battery died. Velocity died. Dauntless died. Browbeat left, Armsmaster retired and Shadow Stalker went to jail. And now even after it’s all over, Triumph gets hurt?
Mrs. Yamada: I think I’d feel pretty spooked, after all that. It’s a lot of people to be losing, in the space of a month.
Mrs Yamada: But what?
: The other part of me? The colder part that’s being very logical, very rational? It says that won’t happen. We won’t stay together. Can’t. One by one, horrible things will happen to us. My friends will die, and if they’re lucky, they’ll die fighting. And I’m somehow okay with it. What does it really matter when the world’s supposed to end in two years?
talks with her therapist, Worm
Can you feel it, Mister Anderson? Closing in on you? Oh, I can. I really should thank you for it - after all, it was your life that taught me the purpose of
all life. The purpose of life is to end.