She was experiencing the same odd happiness and odd sadness as then. The sadness meant: We are at the last station. The happiness meant: We are together. The sadness was form, the happiness content. Happiness filled the space of sadness.
One slip. One slip in thousands. The odds had been entirely in her favor. But it hadn't mattered.
The Lord's visitations of distinguished favor are always to the diligent. That great men may not be ashamed of honest vocations, the greatest that have ever lived have been contented, happy, and honored while in the pursuit of humble trades.
Ladies and gentlemen, let the Seventy-fourth Hunger Games begin!
Winning means fame and fortune. Losing means certain death. The Hunger Games have begun.
In our age, if a boy or girl is untalented, the odds are in favor of their thinking they want to write.
The idea in anything is to use your technical knowledge, wisdom and love of the game to cut the odds down, to lower the risk.
Inaudible music may seem an odd notion, even a foolishly Romantic one—although it is partly the Romantic prejudice in favor of sensuous experience that makes it seem odd. Still, there are details of music which cannot be heard but only imagined, and even certain aspects of musical form which cannot be realized in sound even by the imagination.
Trying to be happy by accumulating possessions is like trying to satisfy hunger by taping sandwiches all over your body
And may the odds—" He tosses a berry in a high arc toward me.
I catch it in my mouth and break the delicate skin with my teeth. The sweet tartness explodes across my tongue. "—be ever in your favor!