A Quote by John Dryden

Fortune confounds the wise,
And when they least expect it turns the dice. — © John Dryden
Fortune confounds the wise, And when they least expect it turns the dice.
A wise man turns chance into good fortune.
A fool's wild speech confounds the wise.
Sometimes when you least expect it, the tables turn and that scary feeling that has taken hold of you for so long somehow turns into hope
Who then may trust the dice, at Fortune's throw?
O' youth do not disobey the words of the wise. Its better than fortune if the wise-one gives you advice.
There's gonna be all the twists and turns you would expect and twists and turns you did not expect. The finale is probably the most jam-packed episode there's ever been. Things are packed into it like sardines. All of the life is squeezed in there. They lengthened it to 90 minutes because there's just so much. It's a supersized monstrosity.
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!
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.
Optimism is the first cousin of love, and it's exactly like love in three ways: it's pushy, it has no real sense of humour, and it turns up where you least expect it.
One who doesn't throw the dice can never expect to score a six.
This one fact the world hates; that the soul becomes; for that forever degrades the past, turns all riches to poverty, all reputation to a shame, confounds the saint with the rogue, shoves Jesus and Judas equally aside.
I used to write on a big old couch, but I gave that away. I was wise enough to give it to my son, so if it turns out that the couch was essential to my work, at least the decision to be rid of it is not irreversible.
Do nothing rashly; want of circumspection is the chief cause of failure and disaster. Fortune, wise lover of the wise, selects him for her lord who ere he acts reflects.
The bad fortune of the good turns their faces up to heaven; the good fortune of the bad bows their heads down to the earth.
Nature confounds her summer distinctions at this season. The heavens seem to be nearer the earth. The elements are less reserved and distinct. Water turns to ice, rain to snow. The day is but a Scandinavian night. The winter is an arctic summer.
You know, you don't expect everyone to be as educated as everyone else or have the same achievements, but you expect at least to be offered at least some of the opportunities, and libraries are the most simple and the most open way to give people access to books.
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