This world is run with far too tight a rein for luck to interfere. Fortune sells her wares; she never gives them. In some form or other, we pay for her favors; or we go empty away.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Fortune makes a fool of those she favors too much.
See how fortune deludes us, and that which we put carefully into her hands, she either breaks or lets it fall from her hands, or causes it to be removed by the violence of another, or suffocates and poisons, or taints with suspicion, fear and jealousy to the great hurt and ruin of the possessor.
Fortune pays you sometimes for the intensity of her favors by the shortness of their duration. She soon tires of carrying any one long on her shoulders.
Fortune blinds men when she does not wish them to withstand the violence of her onslaughts.
Fortune has something of the nature of a woman. If she is too intensely wooed, she commonly goes the further away.
Fortune converts everything to the advantage of her favorites.
We read on the foreheads of those who are surrounded by a foolish luxury, that fortune sells what she is thought to give.
Luck is always the last refuge of laziness and incompetence.
Fortune gives too much to many, enough to none.
It is madness to make fortune the mistress of events, because by herself she is nothing and is ruled by prudence.
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