Quotes About Luck

It's death there is no cure for-- life the long disease. If we're lucky. Otherwise, short trip beyond. And below.

I'll admit that the idea of being adored for nothing but my face and my body has had an occasional appeal, in the way winning the lottery does. The difference is that I have a much better chance of winning the lottery.

Nothing ages a person like poverty and misery," Harriett said. "Despite what all the ads claim, it's not skin cream that helps some women keep their glow. The only true youth serum has two ingredients—luck and money.

If we get lucky, it will grow hair.

I basically left Texas with no money. I was making $3.50 working in some mall, so I didn't have a lot of cash. I took $1 000 and headed to California. Along the way I stopped in Vegas because I had always wanted to see Caesar's Palace. So I stopped there and won $2 500 on a slot machine! It was amazing.

The revelation is this: don't wait for some revelation. We make our own luck.

Sometimes we think people are like lottery tickets, that they're there to make our most absurd dreams come true.

Nothing lasts for those who are born to die, Both fortune and misfortune hurry by.

As for the career, sometimes I catch myself daydreaming about being young again and doing it all over. Then I bring myself up short when I realize how incredibly fortunate I was.

The fortune you seek is in another cookie.

Happiness is the lucky pane of glass you carry in your head. It takes all your cunning just to hang on to it, and once it's smashed you have to move into a different sort of life.

When affluent people speak of the underprivileged, they rarely thank their lucky stars that they are privileged, let alone consider that they might be overprivileged. Privilege is their blind spot.7 It is invisible and they don't think twice about it; they justify their social position as something they are entitled to. In one way or another, all of us are blind to whatever privileges life has handed us, even if those privileges are temporary.

it weren't for bad luck, he'd have no luck at all, and all that.

I don't feel sorry for myself, Beck. Lots of people have shitty parents and roaches in the cabinets and stale, raw Pop-Tarts for dinner and a TV that barely works and a dad who doesn't care when his son doesn't come home during a national disaster. The thing is, I'm lucky. I had the bookstore.

Luckily for you," he said, "you shed hairpins the way Hansel and Gretel shed crumbs. I followed your trail." He pressed a half dozen hairpins into the palm of my left hand. "Now let us return to light, safety, and society.

I was a lucky girl–without the self-esteem to feel it, or the wherewithal to enjoy what there was to enjoy of it and then let go.

You're lucky to have a friend who will kill for you." So. I once had a friend who died for me, and now one who killed for me. Why didn't I feel lucky?

It is a great mistake to suppose that those who have inherited the material for their life from suffering generations, and who have poor health and a timid approach or some vice or weakness, have not been designed and planned by God as much as others who seem luckier in the world's eyes.

To lead a blameless life you must curb your passions , and whatever misfortune may befall you cannot be ascribed by anyone to want of good luck, or attributed to fate; these words are devoid of sense, and all fault will rightly fall on your own head.

It seems like I'm always an hour late or a dollar short. I'm the kind of guy who will have nothing all my life, and then they'll discover oil while they're digging my grave.

When I was in the war, I was lucky that I was in a plane and never saw the carnage close-up.

I never win anything," Dolorous Edd complained. "The gods always smiled on Watt, though. When the wildlings knocked him off the Bridge of Skulls, somehow he landed in a nice depp proof of water. How lucky was that, missing all those rocks?" "Was it a long fall?" Green wanted to know. "Did landing in the pool of water save his life?" "No," said Dolorous Edd. "He was dead already, from that axe in his head. Still, it was pretty lucky, missing the rocks.

He says that it is good luck to rub the head of a dwarf," Haldon said after an exchange with the guard in his own tongue. Tyrion forced himself to smile at the man. "Tell him that it is even better luck to suck on a dwarf's cock.

red hair was rare among the free folk, and those who had it were said to be kissed by fire, which was supposed to be lucky.