Sometimes a crumb fallsFrom the tables of joy, Sometimes a boneIs flung.To some peopleLove is given, To othersOnly heaven.

My luck’s no greater than yours or any man’s. You need only sharpen your eyes to see your luck when it comes, and sharpen your wits to use what falls into your hands.

In the game of cards, he would always get the worst hand. In the game of dice, he always got the worst numbers. By the age 7 he had already accepted that luck was not...

For most of her life she just expected things would work out, that people would be kind. Now she recognized her good fortune for what it was. She’d been lucky in so much, it had...

As regards the extraordinary prizes, the element of luck is the determining factor.

I get no respect. The way my luck is running, if I was a politician I would be honest.