Fortune brings in some boats that are not steered.

Luck, in the great game of war, is undoubtedly lord of all.

Those who trust to chance must abide by the results of chance.

Survivors look back and see omens, messages they missed.

To hold a throne is luck; to bestow it, virtue.

It is weak and silly to say you cannot bear what it is your fate to be required to bear. 

Good fortune is light as a feather, but nobody knows how to hold it up. Misfortune is heavy as the earth, but nobody knows how to stay out of its way.

Fortune resists half-hearted prayers. 

Luck is not something you can mention in the presence of self-made men.

Luck is believing you’re lucky. 

Good fortune turns aside destruction by a great god.

To put one’s trust in God is only a longer way of saying that one will chance it.

’Tis not a ridiculous devotion to say a prayer before a game at tables?