Nobody gets justice. People only get good luck or bad luck.

Not many people have had as much bad luck as I have, but not many people have had as much good luck, either.

Most of us regard good luck as our right, and bad luck as a betrayal of that right.

Good luck is when opportunity meets preparation, while bad luck is when lack of preparation meets reality.

It's just not the right timing, not bad luck.

Mother Mary of Anabolic Grace, we got Teras incoming?” He levels angry blue eyes on me. “You’re a hex, lady, dark luck, powerful bad juju, ken?”
“Only to people who try to kidnap me,” I tell him sweetly, and March snorts, so I feel obliged to add, “Or rescue me…” And then Dina makes a pfft sound. “Or who travel with me…” My gaze sweeps around the darkened interior, trying to find an ally, but nobody will hold my eyes more than two seconds, it seems. “Fine, frag you all, I’m dark juju, bad luck, and you’re all doomed.