Quotes About Chance

Five minutes later, a young man walking rapidly in the opposite direction pulled up short and stopped in front of Sandra. He exclaimed blithely: "I say, what luck! I wondered if I'd ever see you again." His tone was so delighted that she blushed just a little. He stooped to the dog. "What a jolly little fellow. What's his name?" "MacTavish." "Oh, very Scotch.

Life was not a matter of safety— it must be hazarded to win the game.

You mean that luck turns?' 'Exactly, Hastings. And that is where the gambler (and the murderer, who is, after all, only a supreme kind of gambler since what he risks is not his money but his life) often lacks intelligent anticipation. Because he has won he thinks he will continue to win! He does not leave the tables in good time with his pocket full.

Do you know, Poirot, I almost wish sometimes that you would commit a murder." "Mon cher!" "Yes, I'd like to see just how you'd set about it." "My dear Japp, if I committed a murder you would not have the least chance of seeing—how I set about it! You would not even be aware, probably, that a murder had been committed.

I've never had any chance at displaying my talents as a sleuth. I think I might be rather good at it.

?çini çekti. Fakat ben ?ansa, kadere inan?r?m. Senin kaderinde benim yan?mda bulunmak ve benim affedilemeyecek bir hata i?lememe engel olmak...

Evolution does not contradict the reception of being from its Source since chance events can be subsumed under divine providence.

Not Men or Women, We are just puppets that Dance ! Every thing is Programmed... Nothing happens by chance!

It was chance that led me to walk along the road to P.C.L. and, in so doing, the road to becoming a film director, yet somehow everything that I had done prior to that seemed to point to it as an inevitability.

Buddhists consider a personal encounter with a buddha a rare chance, and an occasion for deep gratitude. The rarity of this opportunity is emphasized by the Buddhist saying that it is as difficult for a living being to be born human and to encounter the Buddha as for a blind turtle that raises its head above the surface of the sea only once in a hundred years to put its head in a hole in a floating log. This metaphor encourages the devotee to pursue religious training.

This American system of ours . . . call it Americanism, call it capitalism, call it what you like, gives to each and every one of us a great opportunity if we only seize it with both hands and make the most of it.

It was at this time that backgammon was invented and began to be popular. It is a kind of paradigm of how wealth is acquired, which in this world is not the reward of intelligence or ability, just as luck is not a product of skill... If luck favours the player, he gets what he wants; if it doesn't, a skilled and prudent man cannot win that which fortune only bestows on whom it likes. It is thus that the good things of this world are apportioned by chance.

What's called luck is usually an outgrowth of successful communication.

The absolute contingency of the encounter with someone I didn't know finally takes on the appearance of destiny. The declaration of love marks the transition from chance to destiny, and that's why it is so perilous and so burdened with a kind of horrifying stage fright.

So love remains powerful, subjectively powerful: one of those rare experiences where, on the basis of chance inscribed in a moment, you attempt a declaration of eternity.

This is a very difficult, almost metaphysical problem: how can what is pure chance at the outset become the fulcrum for a construction of truth? How can something that was basically unpredictable and seemed tied to the unpredictable vagaries of existence nevertheless become the entire meaning of two lives that have met, paired off, that will engage in the extended experience of the constant (re)-birth of the world via the mediation of the difference in their gazes?

The best transactions in families or between friends occur on the fly. They come as stochastic shocks, or serendipities. People often step out onto our path as we are hurrying to a meeting or intent on finishing a project, and it usually turns out that the meeting or the project was inconsequential compared to the chance to get closer to someone we cared for.

With me being the bookworm I am, it might seem queer that I didn't go to the library sooner than I did. But books were a nice thing in my life, a luxury and a reminder of better times, and I didn't want to start letting nice things back into my world until I thought there was at least a chance of making it through the next couple of days.

It wasn't always about bravery or some shining inner goodness. It could just as easily be about the position of your name in the alphabet, the chemistry of your blood, or

He knew what he was doing. You probably weren't meant to die." "And that makes me lucky? It wasn't remotely unlucky to end up impaled on a wall in the first place? Just a thought.

This is how attrition happens, I thought to myself. You take one chance too many, imagining that all the previous instances of good fortune have somehow immunised you against hazard, when in fact you have simply been extraordinarily fortunate until now.

Think of success as a game of chance in which you have control over the odds. As you begin to master concepts in personal achievement, you are increasing your odds of achieving success.

I believe there's fate, and then you have personal choice. I believe we have the ability to change our fate.

Personal relationships, mood, chance, or anything like that can actually affect people's decisions, and when they're in a position of power, their capriciousness can affect the fate of a nation.