Quotes About Luck

Mundies die awfully easily, don't they?" "Isabelle, you know it's bad luck to talk about death in a sickroom.

Will: 'Singing the praises of our fair city? We treat you well here, don't we, James? I doubt I'd have that kind of luck in Shanghai. What do you call us there again?' Jem: 'Yang guizi ... foreign devils.

Speaking of luck, Isabelle Lightwood is a total babe. Actually, she's better than a babe: She's a hero. She came all the way here to tell the world you were hers. You're telling me she doesn't know another hero when she sees one? You're going to figure out what you're doing here. Isabelle Lightwood believes in you, and for what it's worth, I do too.

The sun don't shine on the same dog's ass all the time.

Hunter's already low spirits plummeted. It was a sad state of affairs when an untried boy had more luck with women than a grown man.

and at the same time you are so lucky to have this house, this atmosphere. Yes, that's what I mean, atmosphere, in which to hide and heal your sores.

I am so glad and grateful, I am. But sometimes the orchestra plays something in swelling chords of luck and joy, and all I can hear is that one violin sawing out a thin melody of grief

Bad luck relies on absolutely perfect timing.

If one did not have at least a little luck, one would never survive childhood. But luck can be spent, like money; and lost, like a memory; and wasted, like a life.

But luck withered by conservative, tired, riskless living can be plumped up again--after all, it was only a bit thirsty for something to do.

Bad luck relies absolutely on perfect timing

But luck can be spent, like money; and lost, like a memory; and wasted, like a life. If

A child equals the mass of Fairyland times the speed of luck squared.

Luck is a finite and rare substance in the universe, like palladium or cobalt. To use it, you have to take it from somebody else.

They hadn't the first thing to do with inventing wormholes; it was the same pure imbecilic drooling luck that so many of the bloody things opened up just outside Aluno Prime's gravitational sphere of influence that dealt Europe a royal flush of luxury high-speed horses, butter-dispensing cows, jumper-shedding sheep, bacon-distributing pigs, and nonunionized donkeys, and Australia a full hand of fuck all.

Too much luck is bad luck

The deepest thing in any one is the conviction of the bad luck that follows boasting

Love is in vain if Luck isn't there! / Vano è l'amorese non c'è fortuna!

Ne pas te soucier de l'avenir, et croire en la Fortune. Telles sont les vérités. Les battants du destin sauront toujours s'écarter pour toi, le jour venu, à l'heure propice. Et puisque le bonheur n'est pas éternel, pourquoi le chagrin et le malheur le seraient-ils?

since the beginning of the world men have been and will be, until the end thereof, bandied about by various shifts of fortune

Love the work: the grind, the dreaming, the distracted not-sleep, all of it. It's the one thing in the job that will always be there, and the real pleasure in the profession. Everything else is luck.

The sad truth is that opportunity doesn't knock twice.

And as for myself, I tell you, I have had too much luck these last years. Do you believe that a man's luck can run forever? I know that it can't. For myself, I must somehow erect a bulwark against the ill fortune that is certain.

May the birdies always land at your feet.