You can be as mad as a mad dog at the way things went. You could swear, curse the fates, but when it comes to the end, you have to let go.
Fate has a way of circling back on a man, and taking him by surprise. A man sees things differently at different times in his life.
You cannot leave everything to fate, boy. She’s got a lot to do. Sometimes you must give her a hand.[to Henry]
Throughout human history, we have been dependent on machines to survive. Fate, it seems, is not without a sense of irony.
There is a storm on the horizon. A time of hardship and pain. This battle has been won, but the war against the machines rages on. Skynet’s global network remains strong. But we will not quit until all of it is destroyed. This is John Connor. There is no fate but what we make.
The future has not been written. There is no fate but what we make for ourselves. I wish I could believe that. My name is John Connor. They tried to murder me before I was born. When I was 13, they tried again. Machines from the future. Terminators. All my life my mother told me the storm was coming – Judgment Day, the beginning of a war between man and machines. Three billion lives were vanished in an instant. And I would lead what was left of the human race to ultimate victory. It hasn’t happened, no bombs fell, computers didn’t take control. We stopped Judgment Day. I should feel safe. But I don’t. So I live off the grid, no phone, no address. No one and nothing can find me. I’ve erased all connections to the past. But as hard as I try, I can’t erase my dreams. My nightmares.
Thank you, Sarah, for your courage through the dark years. I can’t help you with what you must soon face, except to say you that the future is not set. There is no fate but what we make for ourselves. You must be stronger than you imagine you can be. You must survive, or I will never exist.
One equal temper of heroic hearts, Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.
It is a strange fate that we should suffer so much fear and doubt over so small a thing. Such a little thing.[holding the Ring]