Luck was something you either earned or invented through strength of character. You had to come by it honestly; you could not trick or bluff your way into it.

The creak of bed springs suffering under the weight of a restless man is as lonely a sound as I know.

Luck was something you either earned or invented through strength of character. You had to come by it honestly; you could not trick or bluff your way into it.

He is not bad, I don't think. Perhaps he is simply too lazy to be good.

We can all of us be hurt, and no one is exclusively safe from worry and sadness.

I will admit he is unusual, but that is perhaps the closest I could come to complimenting him.

...I am happy to welcome you to a town peopled in morons exclusively. Furthermore, I hope that your transformation to moron is not an unpleasant experience.