I cannot be fired. Slaves have to be sold. >>
Do something for somebody, gladly, twill sweeten your every care; In s >>
Your dips an falls do not confound me, half as much as your heights as >>
Luck is what happens when preparation meets opportunity. >>
Some folk want their luck buttered. >>
Luck generally comes to those who look for it, and my notion is that i >>
Luck always seems to be against the man who depends on it.