Quotes About Chance

G?seÈ™te-È›i un scop în via?? È™i atinge-l. Dar uneori, îÈ›i dai seama c? viaÈ›a a avut un scop doar dup? ce ai tr?it, È™i probabil un scop pe care nu l-ai avut niciodat? în minte. Iar acum, c? îl împlinisem pe al meu, simÈ›eam c? tr?iesc f?r? rost È™i la voia întâmpl?rii.

Forse non è giusto, ma ciò che succede in pochi giorni, a volte un solo giorno, può cambiare un'intera vita.

because children should have the chance to be loved by those who love them—always and no matter what.

no one knows why things happen, you see? Anything could follow from anything. Even real history tells us nothing.

Only a few people in this world were lucky enough to run into their true partners—it took outrageous luck for it to happen, then the sense to recognize it, and the courage to act. Few could be expected to have all that, and then to have things go well. The rest had to make do.

isn't it worth taking a chance? I never thought so in the past, but i can honestly say now that i'd rather have a few minutes of extraordinary with you than a lifetime of nothing special without you.

Even a passenger on an airplane falling from the sky can't shake the hope that he'll be the one to survive.

Last night, Dixon had suggested combat boots in place of Carrow's own—her two-thousand-dollar, gathered-leather, over-the-knee boots. "Do you want me to go in as an enchantress or a warrior?" Carrow had asked testily. "Pick a caste, any caste, mortal. I myself think I have the best chance as an enchantress. And fuck-me boots are standard-issue.

He swallowed. "Have you no modesty?" Never in his life had he encountered a female so quick to be naked. Of course, he'd never in his life encountered a female who should so utterly be naked at any chance.

The Valkyrie did not believe in coincidence, only fate. And sometimes fate didn't even bother being subtle.

said, "Her timing is impeccable. She's your lucky penny.

Selena and I had barely exited the tent before she started criticizing me. "Talk about a long shot. Joules and Gabe are like"—she raised two twined fingers—"this. They've had a whirlwind bromance. I'm giving us a one in a billion chance. Which means you're an idiot.

Take a chance on me, witchling." It was then that she made a fateful observation. Bowen MacRieve was holding his breath. Damn him! And there went strong and furious, gone with a whimper.

The right place at the right time never comes to people standing still.

Why would I draw the short straw?

Cadeon, a chance can't be reduced from zero." "Gods, I love it when you talk mathy to me.

It's interesting how a random event can change our lives in ways that would be impossible to imagine, isn't it?

Your mathematics seem to me very like a bottle of mixed pickles the more you fish for what you want the less chance you have of getting it.

He laughs best who laughs last,' and the only way to laugh last is to give the other fellow a chance. Where did that knife come from, I wonder.

The life of a gambler was somewhat checkered.

One can't logically argue that because something highly improbable happens, some occult force had to make it happen that way.

Coincidence is God's way of performing miracles anonymously.

No child really chooses his religion; it is just the luck of the draw which blanket of beliefs you are wrapped in.

Human life is the result of a glorious evolutionary accident.