There's something in't
More than my father's skill, which was the great'st
Of his profession, that his good receipt
Shall for my legacy be sanctified
By th' luckiest stars in heaven; and would your honor
But give me leave to thy success, I'd venture
The well-lost life of mine on his grace's cure
By such a day and hour.
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Don't you know by now, luck don't lead to anything or why you keep on moving
Don't you know by now, luck don't lead to anything or why you keep on moving
Those who mistake their good luck for their merit are inevitably bound for disaster.
Those who mistake their good luck for their merit are inevitably bound for disaster.
A pound of pluck is worth a ton of luck.
A pound of pluck is worth a ton of luck.
And wheresoe'er thou move, good luck
Shall fling her old shoe after.
And wheresoe'er thou move, good luck
Shall fling her old shoe after.
Luck is the residue of design.
Luck is the residue of design.
I believe in luck: how else can you explain the success of those you dislike?
I believe in luck: how else can you explain the success of those you dislike?
Nothing happens by chance, my friend... No such thing as luck. A meaning behind every little thing, and such a read more
Nothing happens by chance, my friend... No such thing as luck. A meaning behind every little thing, and such a meaning behind this. Part for you, part for me, may not see it all real clear right now, but we will, before long.
As they who make
Good luck a god count all unlucky men.
As they who make
Good luck a god count all unlucky men.
Diligence is the mother of good fortune.
Diligence is the mother of good fortune.
