When God throws the dice are loaded.

When God throws the dice are loaded.

I'm a great believer in luck, and I find the harder I work, the more I have of it.

I'm a great believer in luck, and I find the harder I work, the more I have of it.

What helps luck is a habit of watching for opportunities, of having a patient but restless mind, of sacrificing one's read more

What helps luck is a habit of watching for opportunities, of having a patient but restless mind, of sacrificing one's ease or vanity, or uniting a love of detail to foresight, and of passing through hard times bravely and cheerfully.

Nothing happens by chance, my friend... No such thing as luck. A meaning behind every little thing, and such a read more

Nothing happens by chance, my friend... No such thing as luck. A meaning behind every little thing, and such a meaning behind this. Part for you, part for me, may not see it all real clear right now, but we will, before long.

Luck is the residue of design.

Luck is the residue of design.

Oh a cockroach is better luck than a cricket upon the hearth
for her magnetizes to your home those who read more

Oh a cockroach is better luck than a cricket upon the hearth
for her magnetizes to your home those who love every heart.

There's something in't
More than my father's skill, which was the great'st
Of his profession, that his read more

There's something in't
More than my father's skill, which was the great'st
Of his profession, that his good receipt
Shall for my legacy be sanctified
By th' luckiest stars in heaven; and would your honor
But give me leave to thy success, I'd venture
The well-lost life of mine on his grace's cure
By such a day and hour.

As long as we are lucky we attribute it to our smartness; our bad luck we give the gods credit read more

As long as we are lucky we attribute it to our smartness; our bad luck we give the gods credit for.

I will be treble-sinewed, hearted, breathed,
And fight maliciously; for when mine hours
Were nice and lucky, read more

I will be treble-sinewed, hearted, breathed,
And fight maliciously; for when mine hours
Were nice and lucky, men did ransom lives
Of me for jests; but now I'll set my teeth
And send to darkness all that stop me.