Luck.....

‘Don’t be silly,’ he said aloud. ‘And keep awake and steer. You may have much luck yet.
‘I’d like to buy some if there’s any place they sell it,’ he said.
What could I buy it with? He asked himself.
Could I buy it with a lost harpoon and a broken knife and two bad hands?

‘You might,’ he said. ‘You tried to buy it with eighty-four days at sea. They nearly sold it to you too.’
I must not think nonsense, he thought. Luck is a thing that comes in many forms and who can recognize her? I would take some though in any form and pay what they asked.....

The old man and the sea, Ernest Hemingway