Some people are so fond of ill-luck that they run half-way to
meet it.

Some people are so fond of ill-luck that they run half-way to
meet it.

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

Shallow men believe in luck. Strong men believe in cause and effect.

Shallow men believe in luck. Strong men believe in cause and effect.

What helps luck is a habit of watching for opportunities, of having a patient but restless mind, of sacrificing one's read more

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.

O, once in each man's life, at least,
Good luck knocks at his door;
And wit to read more

O, once in each man's life, at least,
Good luck knocks at his door;
And wit to seize the flitting guest
Need never hunger more.
But while the loitering idler waits
Good luck beside his fire,
The bold heart storms at fortune's gates,
And conquers its desire.

I will be treble-sinewed, hearted, breathed,
And fight maliciously; for when mine hours
Were nice and lucky, read more

I will be treble-sinewed, hearted, breathed,
And fight maliciously; for when mine hours
Were nice and lucky, men did ransom lives
Of me for jests; but now I'll set my teeth
And send to darkness all that stop me.

This is the third time; I hope good luck lies in odd numbers.
Away; go. They say there is read more

This is the third time; I hope good luck lies in odd numbers.
Away; go. They say there is divinity in odd numbers, either in
nativity, chance, or death.

Happy art thou, as if every day thou hadst picked up a horseshoe.

Happy art thou, as if every day thou hadst picked up a horseshoe.

There's something in't
More than my father's skill, which was the great'st
Of his profession, that his read more

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.