Good luck is a lazy man's estimate of a worker's success.
Oh a cockroach is better luck than a cricket upon the hearth for he magnetizes to your home those who love every heart. (typo corrected).
Those who mistake their good luck for their merit are inevitably bound for disaster.
So unlucky that he runs into accidents which started out to happen to somebody else.
The only sure thing about luck is that it will change.
Oh a cockroach is better luck than a cricket upon the hearth for her magnetizes to your home those who love every heart.
When I work fourteen hours a day, seven days a week, I get lucky.
Watch out when you're getting all you want. Fattening hogs ain't in luck.
As long as we are lucky we attribute it to our smartness; our bad luck we give the gods credit for.
I believe in luck: how else can you explain the success of those you dislike?
It is the mark of an inexperienced man not to believe in luck.
Shallow men believe in luck. Strong men believe in cause and effect.
If a man who cannot count finds a four-leaf clover, is he lucky?
You can take it as understood That your luck changes only if it's good.
Better an ounce of luck than a pound of gold.
Men of action are favored by the Goddess of luck.
All of us have bad luck and good luck. The man who persists through the bad luckâwho keeps right on goingâis the man who is there when the good luck comesâand is ready to receive it.
A pound of pluck is worth a ton of luck.
Ten years from now I plan to be sitting here, looking out over my land. I hope I'll be writing books, but if not, I'll be on my pond fishing with my kids. I feel like the luckiest guy I know.
What helps luck is a habit of watching for opportunities, of having a patient but restless mind, of sacrificing one's ease or vanity, or uniting a love of detail to foresight, and of passing through hard times bravely and cheerfully.
A good marriage is at least 80 percent good luck in finding the right person at the right time. The rest is trust.
To sit, happy married lovers; Phillis trifling with a plover's Egg, while Corydon uncovers with a grace the Sally Lunn, Or dissects the luck pheasant--that, I think, were passing pleasant As I sit along at present, dreaming darkly of a dun.
(Macbeth:) How does your patient, doctor? (Doctor:) Not so sick, my lord, As she is troubled with thick-coming fancies That keep her from her rest. (Macbeth:) Cure her of that! Canst thou not minister to a mind diseased, Pluck from the memory of a rooted sorrow, Raze out the written troubles of the brain, And with some sweet oblivious antidote Cleanse the stuffed bosom of the perilous stuff Which weighs upon the heart? (Doctor:) Therein the patient Must minister to himself. (Macbeth:) Throw physic to the dogs, I'll none of it!
A good marriage is at least 80 percent good luck in finding the right person at the right time. The rest is trust.
I have never accepted what many people have kindly said, namely that I have inspired the nation. It was the nation and the race dwelling all around the globe that had the lion heart. I had the luck to give the roar.