“It is as if we are trapped in a never-ending game, our lives hinging on the roll of a dice or the turn of a card. ”

“Maybe life is a board game, but I never get to roll the dice.”

“This, more than anything else, is what I have never understood about your people. You can roll dice, and understand that the whole game may hinge on one turn of a die. You deal out cards, and say that all a man's fortune for the night may turn upon one hand. But a man's whole life, you sniff at, and say, what, this naught of a human, this fisherman, this carpenter, this thief, this cook, why, what can they do in the great wide world? And so you putter and sputter your lives away, like candles burning in a draft.”

“My upstairs brain and my downstairs brain engaged in a game of risk and it was downstairs’ turn to roll the dice.”

“…for the game had never been fair, the dice were loaded. They were swindlers and thieves of pennies and dimes, and they had been trapped and put out of the way by the swindlers and thieves of millions of dollars.”

“A roll of the dice will never abolish chance.”