A Quote by Geoffrey Chaucer

Who then may trust the dice, at Fortune's throw? — © Geoffrey Chaucer
Who then may trust the dice, at Fortune's throw?
Investing is a probabilistic business. Every once in a while, it's sort of like you're throwing six-sided dice, and anything except a one or a two, you're doing well. Statistically speaking, you throw the dice enough times, you're going to throw a one or a two five times in a row, and you're going to look pretty foolish, right?
With improvisation, I just do it. It might be a total failure but then you just throw the dice again.
The life of man is like a game with dice; if you don't get the throw you want, you must show your skill in making the best of the throw you get.
Fortune confounds the wise, And when they least expect it turns the dice.
All thoughts emit a throw of dice
God Almighty does not throw dice.
One who doesn't throw the dice can never expect to score a six.
The God of Battles will throw the dice that decide.
A throw of the dice will never abolish chance.
Never trust a man whom you know to have acted like a scoundrel to others, whatever friendliness he may profess to feel towards yourself, however plausible he may be, or however kindly he may behave; be sure that, the moment he has anything to gain by so doing, he will "throw you over."
If you roll dice, you know that the odds are one in six that the dice will come up on a particular side. So you can calculate the risk. But, in the stock market, such computations are bull - you don't even know how many sides the dice have!
The gods throw the dice and they don't ask whether we want to be in the game or not.
Appeal. In law, to put the dice into the box for another throw.
I collect dice and I collect coins. I travel the world so I love dice, I always have dice on me. I collect magnets as well.
Nothing is so unpredictable as a throw of the dice, and yet every man who plays often will at some time or other make a Venus-cast: now and then he indeed will make it twice and even thrice in succession. Are we going to be so feebleminded then as to aver that such a thing happened by the personal intervention of Venus rather than by pure luck?
This, more than anything else, is what I have never understood about your people. You can roll dice, and understand that the whole game may hinge on one turn of a die. You deal out cards, and say that all a man's fortune for the night may turn upon one hand. But a man's whole life, you sniff at, and say, what, this naught of a human, this fisherman, this carpenter, this thief, this cook, why, what can they do in the great wide world? And so you putter and sputter your lives away, like candles burning in a draft.
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