We are going to die, and that makes us the lucky ones. Most people are never going to die because they are never going to be born. The potential people who could have been here in my place but who will in fact never see the light of day outnumber the sand grains of Arabia. Certainly those unborn ghosts include greater poets than Keats, scientists greater than Newton. We know this because the set of possible people allowed by our DNA so massively exceeds the set of actual people. In the teeth of these stupefying odds it is you and I, in our ordinariness, that are here.We privileged few, who won the lottery of birth against all odds, how dare we whine at our inevitable return to that prior state from which the vast majority have never stirred?

Pain is inevitable. Suffering is optional.

You might never fail on the scale I did, but some failure in life is inevitable. It is impossible to live without failing at something, unless you live so cautiously that you might as well not have lived at all - in which case, you fail by default.

How easy it was to capitalize on a person's own bent for self-destruction; how simple to nudge them into non-being, then to stand back and shrug and agree that it had been the inevitable result of a chaotic, catastrophic life.

Everybody know death is inevitably coming, but it never fails to catch everybody by surprise everytime one is going

Choosing a path meant having to miss out on others. She had a whole life to live, and she was always thinking that, in the future, she might regret the choices she made now. "I'm afraid of committing myself," she thought to herself. She wanted to follow all possible paths and so ended up following none. Even in that most important area of her life, love, she had failed to commit herself. After her first romantic disappointment, she had never again given herself entirely. She feared pan, loss, and separation. These things were inevitable on the path to love, and the only way of avoiding them was by deciding not to take that path at all. In order not to suffer, you had to renounce love. It was like putting out your own eyes not to see the bad things in life.

There will come a time when all of us are dead. All of us. There will come a time when there are no human beings remaining to remember that anyone ever existed or that our species ever did anything. There will be no one left to remember Aristotle or Cleopatra, let alone you. Everything that we did and built and wrote and thought and discovered will be forgotten and all of this will have been for naught. Maybe that time is coming soon and maybe it is millions of years away, but even if we survive the collapse of our sun, we will not survive forever. There was time before organisms experienced consciousness, and there will be time after. And if the inevitability of human oblivion worries you, I encourage you to ignore it. God knows that's what everyone else does.

Si alguien me hubiera advetido de lo que dol?a el amor, hubiera evitado enamorarme de ella. Pero, ?a qui?n quer?a enga?ar? Era mentira. La habr?a amado igual.

I had never thought I could love another person this much. I also never thought I'd live in such fear of losing another person. Was this how everyone in love felt? Did they all cling tightly to their beloved and wake up terrified in the middle of the night, afraid of being alone? Was that an inevitable way of life when you loved so deeply? Or was it just those of us who walked on a precipice who lived in such panic?

I'm in love with you, and I know that love is just a shout into the void, and that oblivion is inevitable, and that we're all doomed and that there will come a day when all our labor has been returned to dust, and I know the sun will swallow the only earth we'll ever have, and I am in love with you.

I find in working always the disturbing intrusion of elements not a part of my most interested vision and the inevitable obliteration and replacement of this vision by the work itself as it proceeds.

Work joyfully and peacefully knowing that right thoughts and right efforts inevitably bring about right results.

In spite of the haze of speculation it is still something of a shock to find myself here coming to terms with an enormous trust placed in my hands and with the inevitable sense of inadequacy that goes with that.

People who have time on their hands will inevitably waste the time of people who have work to do.

The history of the music industry is inevitably also the story of the development of technology. From the player piano to the vinyl disc from reel-to-reel tape to the cassette from the CD to the digital download these formats and devices changed not only the way music was consumed but the very way artists created it.

The embrace of a new technology by ordinary people leads inevitably to its embrace by people of malign intent.

Despite my emphasis on technology I do not view laws as inherently evil. My goals are political ones even if my techniques are not. The only way to fundamentally succeed is by changing existing laws. If I rejected all help from the political arena I would inevitably fail.

I have argued above that we cannot prevent the Singularity that its coming is an inevitable consequence of the humans' natural competitiveness and the possibilities inherent in technology.

The laws of physics should allow us to arrange things molecule by molecule and even atom by atom and at some point it was inevitable that we would develop a technology that would let us do this.

I have never come across a technology that doesn't change. This is inevitable. You have to adapt your systems as technology develops.

I think it is inevitable that people program poorly. Training will not substantially help matters. We have to learn to live with it.

In hindsight it may even seem inevitable that a socialist society will starve when it runs out of capitalists.

As far as a truly radical conscience you have to take it as part of a larger thing that it was sort of historical inevitability that with the coming of a leaguer society people would start to use drugs a lot more then they had before.

Every society rests in the last resort on the recognition of common principles and common ideals and if it makes no moral or spiritual appeal to the loyalty of its members it must inevitably fall to pieces.