Quotes About Accident

tumbling to the ground. "Didja…didja hafta open it so…so fast?" he mumbled.

She looked delighted by the prospect. Delighted that he might find the perfect woman. And there it was. His faith in a higher power reaffirmed. Truly, moments of this ironic perfection could not come about by accident.

It will no longer be war that is the continuation of politics by other means, it will be what I have dubbed 'the integral accident' that is the continuation of politics by other means.

Often, we think that things are the way they are because of intelligent design - because somebody super-smart, or some group of academics, came up with the best system ever to do XYZ. Actually, things are often the way they are because of an accident of history.

If I commit an error I do it without bad intention.

Não havia qualquer dúvida que, se ele me tivesse batido diretamente na roda, eu teria sido projetado para debaixo do carro e atropelado. Poderia muito bem ter morrido. Tínhamos passado pelas mais terríveis condições rodoviárias do mundo e acabáramos por ter o nosso primeiro acidente numa estrada canadiana…

comes a cropper

come a cropper

Sería más justo decir trágico accidente, como querían unos, o crimen, como querían otros? Que cada cual escoja según su conciencia. Las palabras no van a sacar al muerto de la tumba.

Les evitaría el final de los de la moto por evidente, pero no, que sufran: se chocaron contra un carro que venía a toda "in the right direction", y acabaron en el tejado del susodicho. De ahí, del techo, de la capota, los tuvo que bajar el agente de la fiscalía que vino a realizar el levantamiento de los cadáveres. ¿Se imaginan un "levantamiento" bajando? Así andamos de mal.

A relationship is sent by God and accident.

I knocked a cup of coffee over one day and took it up with a knife. It was frozen solid before I could reach a mop. [In her kitchen in central Wisconsin in winter.]

I've crashed my car three times.

Well, I started conducting kind of by accident. I wanted to give myself a special birthday present for my fortieth birthday, and I was living in San Francisco at the time and I started attending some of the concerts and then simply dropping hints.

Je l'ai tué, dit Angel. - Non, dit Petitjean. Vous l'avez poussé et il est mort en arrivant sur les cailloux. C'est un hasard.

Nice place," I said. "Ain't it just the maddest? It's a little rough diamond to remind me of the better times. So, now who the hell are you?" I introduced myself and asked him if he recalled a fatal car accident from ten years ago. I mentioned Terese Collins. He interrupted me midway through.

To see an almost certain horrible death--you know how crowds all sit at the edge of their seats, /praying/ subconsciously for a spectacular accident--and then to be whisked away from it so suddenly--brought to the edge of tragedy, and then to have their better natures win out, showing them how much nicer they always /knew/ they were--that was the supreme thrill.

Atticus had owned an old canvas-top touring car, and once when he was taking Jem, Henry, and Jean Louise swimming, the car rolled over a particularly bad hump in the road and deposited Jem without.

When my brother Jem was 13, he had his arm badly broken at the elbow.

I personally believed that the bathroom door should be kept shut at all times, ever since my hamster Skippy had escaped from his little cage and mysteriously drowned in my potty chair. My sister could do a dreadfully accurate imitation of the look on Skippy's face when we found him, and she preferred to perform it at odd times, just so I would never forget that I was implicated in the death of an innocent rodent.

When we get presidents with brains it's purely by accident. Who was ever selected for his brains? We choose them for other qualities, or because they can be elected.

'Boldface' is a pilot term, a magic word to describe the procedures that could, in a crisis, save your life. We say that 'boldface is written in blood' because often it's created in response to an accident investigation. It highlights the series of steps that should have been taken to avoid a fatal crash, but weren't.

It was the last day of the shoot in Bangalore. An early morning shoot. I sat in the car. A milk truck was coming from the wrong side and it rammed into my car. The glass pieces came like bullets into my face. I was preparing for a life without cinema. I was learning how to cope up with it. Anything that happened post that was just God's gift.

Steve Bartman was in the wrong place at the wrong time.