chance

The harder you work the luckier you get.

Fortune favours the bold.

Luck is being ready for the chance.

Chance is the pseudonym of God when he did not want to sign.

I have noticed that even those who assert that everything is predestined and that we can change nothing about it still look both ways before they cross the street

*You only get one chance to make a first impression.* Ah, whatever!!! Who said you get three chances to make the second impression?!!

For existential mathematics, which does not exist, would probably propose this equation: the value of coincidence equals the degree of its improbability.

In the fields of observation chance favors only the prepared mind.

When the orbits of these two satellites of ours happened to cross paths, we could be together. Maybe even open our hearts to each other. But that was only for the briefest moment. In the next instant we'd be in absolute solitude. Until we burned up and became nothing.

I'm not so stupid as to believe that you've completely forgotten about your former boyfriend. I know you think there are others here more suited for me and this life, and I wouldn't want you to rush into trying to be happy with any of this. I just... I just want to know if it's possible...

We're deciding the fate of the multiverse with a flip of a coin. Heads or tails, doc. If that isn't a game, I don't know what is.

The idea that their paths might have easily not crossed leaves her breathless, like a near-miss accident on a highway, and she can't help marveling at the sheer randomness of it all. Like any survivor of chance, she feels a quick rush of thankfulness, part adrenaline and part hope.

Some people get more of a chance to show who they are. Other people never get the chance.

When you give it a chance, IT will give YOU a chance.

He's throwing everything he can into the air on the chance that something might take flight. And we're the smallest, weakest bird.

Take a chance on God. After all, He took a chance on you.

Welcome to fear, said Moist to himself. It's hope, turned inside out. You know it can't go wrong, you're sure it can't go wrong...But it might.

You could become paralyzed with worry about what might happen to your family, or if you hadn__ yet had children you could decide not to, as a sort of proactive damage control. Either way, you would be derailing your life voluntarily out of fear that it might become ruined by chance. Or you could pick up and move on. Those were the only choices.