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.

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.

O, once in each man's life, at least,
Good luck knocks at his door;
And wit to read more

O, once in each man's life, at least,
Good luck knocks at his door;
And wit to seize the flitting guest
Need never hunger more.
But while the loitering idler waits
Good luck beside his fire,
The bold heart storms at fortune's gates,
And conquers its desire.

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.

Shallow men believe in luck. Strong men believe in cause and effect.

Shallow men believe in luck. Strong men believe in cause and effect.

You can take it as understood That your luck changes only if it's good.

You can take it as understood That your luck changes only if it's good.

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.

"Then here goes another," says he, "to make sure,
For there's luck in odd numbers," says Rory O'More.

"Then here goes another," says he, "to make sure,
For there's luck in odd numbers," says Rory O'More.

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.