A Quote by Karl Pearson

The record of a month's roulette playing at Monte Carlo can afford us material for discussing the foundations of knowledge. — © Karl Pearson
The record of a month's roulette playing at Monte Carlo can afford us material for discussing the foundations of knowledge.
His eldest sister (who modestly prefers to be identified here as a Tuckahoe homemaker) has asked me to describe him as looking like 'the blue-eyed Jewish-Irish Mohican scout who died in your arms at the roulette table at Monte Carlo.
When you make the schedule, you're not planning on playing deep into every single week, or at least I haven't in the past. I'm not physically or mentally ready to pick up my bags and go to Monte Carlo. I definitely have to look at what's best for my chances at (at the French Open).
I've got a house that's only 45 minutes from Monte Carlo.
Driving in Monte Carlo is like riding a bike in your house.
The public relations warriors fought and lost Monte Carlo's Battle of the Magazine Covers.
At 19 I left school and embarked on a 9-day bike ride with friends from London to Monte Carlo.
I couldn't really see the point of having lunch unless it started at 1:00 and ended a week later in Monte Carlo.
The Monte Carlo casino refused to admit me until I was properly dressed so I went and found my stockings, and then came back and lost my shirt.
The Monte Carlo TV Festival is great because it's a celebration of television and great storytelling.
I will be better in Monte Carlo than I was in Phoenix. If I can't win maybe I will lead 50 laps.
I started beach football in Monte Carlo when I retired from football in 1997. I liked the game very much.
I examined my Liberalism and found it like an addiction to roulette. Here, though the odds are plain, and the certainty of loss apparent to anyone with a knowledge of arithmetic, the addict, failing time and again, is convinced he yet is graced with the power to contravene natural laws. The roulette addict, when he invariably comes to grief, does not examine either the nature of roulette, or of his delusion, but retires to develop a new system, and to scheme for more funds.
Sure, my uncle killed himself playing Russian Roulette. But I choose to remember him as a great Russian Roulette player.
My wife one time got a fishbone stuck in her throat and had to fly back to L.A. from Monte Carlo to have it taken out. I thought, 'Wow, what a great blues song!'
Artists of all times are like the gamblers of Monte Carlo, and this blind lottery allows some to succeed and ruins others. In my opinion, neither the winners nor the losers are worth worrying about.
When you live in a safe place like Monte Carlo, you can walk home at any time of the night and you don't have to worry. I don't feel at risk there. If I drive myself, I can leave the car doors unlocked.
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