"Therefore, the seeker after the truth is not one who studies the writings of the ancients and, following his natural disposition, puts his trust in them, but rather the one who suspects his faith in them and questions what he gathers from them, the one who submits to argument and demonstration, and not to the sayings of a human being whose nature is fraught with all kinds of imperfection and deficiency. Thus the duty of the man who investigates the writings of scientists, if learning the truth is his goal, is to make himself an enemy of all that he reads, and, applying his mind to the core and margins of its content, attack it from every side. He should also suspect himself as he performs his critical examination of it, so that he may avoid falling into either prejudice or leniency."

"Like every 'intellectual', a philosophy teacher is a petty bourgeois. When he opens his mouth, it is petty-bourgeois ideology that speaks: its resources and ruses are infinite."

"As solid citizens, philosophers ally themselves in practice with the powers they condemn in theory."

"If philosophy is still necessary, it is so only in the way it has been from time immemorial: as critique, as resistance to the expanding heteronomy, even if only as thought’s powerless attempt to remain its own master and to convict of untruth, by their own criteria, both a fabricated mythology and a conniving, resigned acquiescence."

"Philosophy that satisfies its own intention, and does not childishly skip behind its own history and the real one, has its lifeblood in the resistance against the common practices of today and what they serve, against the justification of what happens to be the case."

"Philosophy … consists chiefly in suggesting unintelligible answers to insoluble problems."

"My fearful trust "en vogant la galère." (Come what may.)"

"Des Schiksals Zwang ist bjtter."

"Blindlings that er blos den Willen des Geschickes."

"This day we fashion Destiny, our web of Fate we spin."

"Ah me! what boots us all our boasted power, Our golden treasure, and our purple state. They cannot ward the inevitable hour, Nor stay the fearful violence of fate."

"I saw him even now going the way of all flesh."

"Fata vocant."

"Perge; decet. Forsan miseros meliora sequentur."

"Fata viam invenient."

"Quo fata trahunt retrahuntque sequamur."

"Dare fatis vela."

"Ad restim mihi quidem res rediit planissume."

"Sometimes an hour of Fate's serenest weather Strikes through our changeful sky its coming beams; Somewhere above us, in elusive ether, Waits the fulfilment of our dearest dreams."

"From too much love of living, From hope and fear set free, We thank with brief thanksgiving Whatever gods may be That no life lives forever; That dead men rise up never; That even the weariest river Winds somewhere safe to sea."

"Jacta alea esto. (Jacta est alea.)"

"Two shall be born, the whole wide world apart, And speak in different tongues, and have no thought Each of the other's being; and have no heed; And these, o'er unknown seas to unknown lands Shall cross, escaping wreck, defying death; And, all unconsciously, shape every act to this one end: That one day out of darkness they shall meet And read life's meanings in each other's eyes."

"Yet what are they, the learned and the great? Awhile of longer wonderment the theme! Who shall presume to prophesy their date, Where nought is certain save the uncertainty of fate?"

"Nemo fit fato nocens."

"Multi ad fatum Venere suum dum fata timent."

"Fata volentem ducunt, nolentem trahunt."

"Mach deine Rechnung mit dem Himmel, Vogt! Fort musst du, deine Uhr ist abgelaufen."

"Der Zug des Herzens ist des Schicksals Stimme."

"Sæpe calamitas solatium est nosse sortem suam."

"Fate sits on these dark battlements, and frowns; And as the portals open to receive me, Her voice, in sullen echoes, through the courts, Tells of a nameless deed."

"He putteth down one and setteth up another."

"As the bird by wandering, as the swallow by flying, so the curse causeless shall not come."

"A brave man struggling in the storms of fate."

"Heaven from all creatures hides the book of fate."

"But blind to former as to future fate, What mortal knows his pre-existent state?"

""Thou shalt see me at Philippi," was the remark of the spectre which appeared to Brutus in his tent at Abydos [B.C. 42]. Brutus answered boldly: "I will meet thee there." At Philippi the spectre reappeared, and Brutus, after being defeated, died upon his own sword."

"Geminos, horoscope, varo Producis genio."

"Big with the fate of Rome."

"The Moving Finger writes; and having writ, Moves on; nor all your Piety nor Wit Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line, Nor all your Tears wash out a Word of it."

"Necessity and chance Approach not me, and what I will is fate."

"Fixed, fate, free will, foreknowledge absolute."

"And sing to those that hold the vital shears; And turn the adamantine spindle round, On which the fate of gods and men is wound."

"All the great things of life are swiftly done, Creation, death, and love the double gate. However much we dawdle in the sun We have to hurry at the touch of Fate."

"Nullo fata loco possis excludere."

"He either fears his fate too much, Or his deserts are small, That dares not put it to the touch To gain or lose it all."

"For him who fain would teach the world The world holds hate in fee— For Socrates, the hemlock cup; For Christ, Gethsemane."

"Earth loves to gibber o'er her dross, Her golden souls, to waste; The cup she fills for her god-men Is a bitter cup to taste."

"It lies not in our power to love or hate, For will in us is over-rul'd by fate."

"Nulla vis humana vel virtus meruisse unquam potuit, ut, quod præscripsit fatalis ordo, non fiat."