“All this, this luck – what did it mean? Coming so suddenly, and on such a scale, it was as baffling as a misfortune.”
“what at first had seemed to be no more than a small bump in the road was turned into a full-scale misfortune”
“For there is merely bad luck in not being loved; there is misfortune in not loving.”
“What baffled him was that there should be all this fuss about something so simple as love.”
“She did not suddenly start being disagreeable this afternoon, she was so good at it, she had evidently practised whatever are the scales and arpeggios of rudeness every day of her life.”
“Good luck, I'm beginning to discover, is just as baffling as the bad. There never seems to be a reason for it - no sense of reward or punishment. It simply is - the most incomprehensible idea of all.”