Quotes About Accident

My dad's chill. He's the guy who, you wreck the car, he says, 'Well, nobody was hurt. It's just some metal.'

I had a wreck during a race in Michigan, which led to the hyperextension of my left leg and subsequent amputation.

I did get in a car wreck, but we got a good song out of it.

I've had several broken bones and sprains throughout my career, but the one that really changed things was when I wrecked in 2008 during a Pro Snocross competition. I was thrown from my machine and landed on my left leg and caused a 180 degree hyperextension of my knee joint.

I was not great behind the counter. I had a week off without asking for it. Another time, we had a cart go up in flames, and we went out on another cart, which we wrecked by running it into the cart that was on fire.

I was 16. I wrecked my truck and the only way I could pay to fix it was to get a job. So I applied at a Subway.

Once when I was standing at the base, they started rotating the set and a big, heavy wrench fell down from the 12 o'clock position of the set, and got buried in the ground a few feet from me. I could have been killed!

I'd never seen a professional wrestling match. First one I saw, I was in. It was just an accident.

I was in a play directed by my father, and I was doing a fight scene, and the choreography went haywire, and I flew backward over a chair and ripped my thumb all the way to my wrist and had to have surgery to sew up all the tendons in there.

I broke my wrist on TV trying to do a one-armed push-up. A lot of people delight in pointing this out to me.

I've broken my wrist, dislocated toes and shoulders, gotten stitches, you name it. However, the worst was a severely bruised femur. I got body checked into an open gate while playing hockey. The doctor couldn't believe I didn't shatter my femur.

When I was 12, I snapped my arm in two. My wrist still has a funny bump because they didn't join it back together so great.

I've broken my nose, I've broken ribs. You name it. In fact, we just got back from South America, and I fell over a monitor speaker on the stage and almost ended up in the front row of the audience. I managed to sprain my wrist on that one but luckily nothing was broken.

I was playing baseball, and I tripped over first base - I'm very clumsy - and I fell and broke my wrist. That was pretty painful.

I broke my wrist at summer camp playing a game called 'volleybat,' which was baseball but with a volleyball. It is as dangerous as it sounds.

The most bizarre occurrence has to be when I dislocated my wrist during a show in Germany in 1997.

I have long argued that no one should be allowed to write opinion without spending years as a reporter - nothing like interviewing all four eyewitnesses to an automobile accident and then trying to write an accurate account of what happened.

A lot of new writers assume you have to know the where the story is going and that it flows out as molten gold. But really, sometimes you think you are going to one place, but then you decide that is dumb idea. Then you go somewhere else and it is a worse idea. But then you switch again and you might have a beautiful accident.

To grow a melody? You can't grow a melody on purpose," she said, and slyly added, "you have to plant an accidental.

Oh, the accident necessary to fiction!

Was it an accident I saw that...or is it just that the world unwraps itself to you, again and again, as soon as you are ready to see it anew?

Was it an accident I saw that, Fiyero wondered, looking at the manager with new eyes. Or is it just that the world unwraps itself to you, again and again, as soon as you are ready to see it anew?

It was the fault of destiny!

There is in writing the constant joy of sudden discovery, of happy accident.