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.
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Don't you know by now, luck don't lead to anything or why you keep on moving
Don't you know by now, luck don't lead to anything or why you keep on moving
I find that the harder I work, the more luck I seem to have.
I find that the harder I work, the more luck I seem to have.
I heard someone tried the monkeys-on-typewriters bit trying for
the plays of W. Shakespeare, but all they got was read more
I heard someone tried the monkeys-on-typewriters bit trying for
the plays of W. Shakespeare, but all they got was the collected
works of Francis Bacon.
Shallow men believe in luck. Strong men believe in cause and effect.
Shallow men believe in luck. Strong men believe in cause and effect.
We all dream a lot - some are lucky, some are not. But if you think it, want it, dream read more
We all dream a lot - some are lucky, some are not. But if you think it, want it, dream it, then it's real. You are what you feel.
Watch out when you're getting all you want. Fattening hogs ain't in luck.
Watch out when you're getting all you want. Fattening hogs ain't in luck.
Some people are so fond of ill-luck that they run half-way to
meet it.
Some people are so fond of ill-luck that they run half-way to
meet it.
Now for good lucke, cast an old shooe after mee.
Now for good lucke, cast an old shooe after mee.
Those who mistake their good luck for their merit are inevitably bound for disaster.
Those who mistake their good luck for their merit are inevitably bound for disaster.
