A self-made man is one who believes in luck and sends his son to Oxford.

Fortune brings in some boats that are not steered.

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

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

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.

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

You never know what worse luck your bad luck has saved you from.

Survivors look back and see omens, messages they missed.

Nothing is as obnoxious as other people’s luck.

Luck is believing you’re lucky. 

Luck takes the step that no one sees.

Casting lots causes contentions to cease, and keeps the mighty apart.

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