Quotes on Bad Luck

Name the greatest of all inventors. Accident.

Above all, he liked it that everything was one's own fault. There was only oneself to praise or blame. Luck was a servant and not a master. Luck had to be accepted with a shrug or taken advantage of up to the hilt. But it had to be understood and recognized for what it was and not confused with a faulty appreciation of the odds, for, at gambling, the deadly sin is to mistake bad play for bad luck. And luck in all its moods had to be loved and not feared

When you think things are bad, when you feel sour and blue, when you start to get mad... you should do what I do! Just tell yourself, Duckie, you're really quite lucky! Some people are much more... oh, ever so much more... oh, muchly much-much more unlucky than you!

Luck is not chance, it's toil; fortune's expensive smile is earned.

Small opportunities are often the beginning of great enterprises.

Those who have succeeded at anything and don't mention luck are kidding themselves.

If one does not know to which port one is sailing, no wind is favourable.

And the winds and the waves are always on the side of the ablest navigators.

I sometimes think we consider too much the good luck of the early bird and not enough the bad luck of the early worm.

To a brave man, good and bad luck are like his left and right hand. He uses both.

There are so many ways a family can unravel. All it takes is a tiny slash of selfishness, a rip of greed, a puncture of bad luck. And yet, woven tightly, family can be the strongest bond imaginable.

Thanksgiving dinner's sad and thankless. Christmas dinner's dark and blue. When you stop and try to see it From the turkey's point of view. Sunday dinner isn't sunny. Easter feasts are just bad luck. When you see it from the viewpoint of a chicken or a duck. Oh how I once loved tuna salad Pork and lobsters, lamb chops too Till I stopped and looked at dinner From the dinner's point of view.

Each person tries to hold himself hss and lay the blame upon somebody or something else, or even on bad luck.

Bad luck for the young poet would be a rich father, an early marriage, an early success or the ability to do anything well.

Luck, bad if not good, will always be with us. But it has a way of favoring the intelligent and showing its back to the stupid.

Those who have experienced good and bad luck many times have every reason to be skeptical of successes

We must believe in luck. For how else can we explain the success of those we don't like?

Sometimes bad luck hits you like in an ancient Greek tragedy, and it's not your own making. When you have a plane crash, it's not your fault.