Quotes About Luck

When the bet is placed, he said, a moment is carved away from the past and the future. In that enchanted moment, anything is possible. A man's debts and regrets and limitations disappear. He is buyin' the chance to imagine - for one moment at a time - that th enext card I deal will make him rich.

He did not believe in luck at all, good or bad. Gamblers believed in luck, and he was not a gambler. Never had been, never would be. John Henry Holliday believed in mathematics, in statistics, in the computation of odds. Fifty-two cards in a deck. Make it easy. Say it's fifty. Any card has a 2 percent chance of being dealt from a full deck. Keep track of what's out. Adjust the probabilities as the hand progresses.

Bein' born is craps. How we live is poker . Mamma played a bad hand well.

I know someone who kisses the way a flower opens, but more rapidly. Flowers are sweet. They have short, beatific lives. They offer much pleasure. There is nothing in the world that can be said against them. Sad, isn't it, that all they can kiss is the air. Yes, yes! We are the lucky ones.

I know someone who kisses the way a flower opens, but more rapidly. Flowers are sweet. They have short, beatific lives. They offer much pleasure. There is nothing in this world that can be said against them. Sad, isn't, that all they can kiss is the air. Yes, yes! We are the lucky ones.

We are happy, and we are lucky. We are neither political nor inclined to likecompany. Repeat: we are happy, and we are lucky. We make for each other: companionship, intimacy, affection, rhapsody. Whenever I hear of something horrible, I want to cover M.'s ears. Whenever I see something beautiful, and my heart is shouting, it is M. I run to, to tell about it.

Riddle traveled a lot in his twenties and recalls being hit by a realization. So much of people's lives—their opportunities, their health and longevity—comes down to where they were born. "It's so random," he says.

Well, what was luck for if it was never to be tempted?

Sorry I'm late guys, a black cat crossed my path so I had to go the long way.

Julia was as happy as Betsy was, almost. One nice thing about Julia was that she rejoiced in other people's luck.

Like what?" he said, giving me a sideways glance, slipping in the process. "Saying that they're lucky.

Luck only holds out for so long

Luckily, she knew a genius.

We drilled our drinks onto the checkered-tile floor. And for that moment, at least, I felt like the luckiest man alive.

But Anatole said suddenly, 'Don't expect God's protection in places beyond God's dominion. It will only make you feel punished. I'm warning you. When things go bad, you will blame yourself.' 'What are you telling me?' 'I am telling you what I'm telling you. Don't try to make life a mathematics problem with yourself in the center and everything coming out equal. When you are good, bad things can still happen. And if you are bad, you can still be lucky.

Some of us know how we came by our fortune and some of us don't; but we wear it all the same

There are some who'd hardly lift a finger for kindness, but they would haul up a load of rock to dump on some soul they think's been too lucky.

It's just lucky for Father he never had any sons. He might have been forced to respect them.

Life proceeds, it enrages. The untouched ones spend their luck without a thought, believing they deserve it.

I am telling you what I'm telling you. Don't try to make life a mathematics problem with yourself in the center and everything coming out equal. When you are good, bad things can still happen. And if you are bad, you can still be lucky.

I've just fallen on some bad luck and landed jelly side down.

According to my Baptist Sunday-school teachers, a child is denied entrance to heaven merely for being born in the Congo rather than, say, north Georgia, where she could attend church regularly. This was the sticking point in my own little lame march to salvation: admission to heaven is gained by the luck of the draw.

It's just lucky for Father he never had any sons. He might have been forced to respect them.

Remy, my third husband, was very devoted. He was an older man. My life has been 101 Calamities with at least half of them in the marriage department, but finally I got lucky in love, with Remy Fairley. He at least had the decency to die and leave me the Equatorial... the nicest hotel for business men