A true Englishman doesn't joke when he is talking about so serious a thing as a wager.
You know what they say the modern version of Pascal's Wager is? Sucking up to as many Transhumanists as possible, just in case one of them turns into God.
All the time, I've felt that life is a wager and that I probably was getting more out of leading a bohemian existence as a writer than I would have if I didn't.
Men made wagers with their judgment, their allegiances, their resources.
All of life is a wager
In various and different circumstances certain objects and individuals are going to turn out to be vital. The wager of survival cannot, by its nature, reveal which, in advance of events.
Tree planting is always a utopian enterprise, it seems to me, a wager on a future the planter doesn't necessarily expect to witness.
Faith in the supernatural is a desperate wager made by man at the lowest ebb of his fortunes.
Faith is a free surrenderand a joyous wager on the unseen, unknown, untested goodness of God.