Quotes About Accident-prone

I am very chaotic; I am always late and walking into things.

I'm not clumsy, I'm accident-prone!

I am so clumsy! Like I fall off of bicycles.

Stage One brought the predicted carnage, but with a side order of comedy. First though, Chris Froome, one of the most accident-prone men ever to reach the higher echelons of this sport, had his first mishap. The

she flew over the handlebars head on into the license plate.

When I'm not focused, I'm quite possibly one of the more clumsy people on the planet. I'll walk into doorways and coffee tables.

Blogging is to writing what extreme sports are to athletics: more free-form, more accident-prone, less formal, more alive. It is, in many ways, writing out loud.

Whimsical people were the type who got run over by cars without anybody really noticing or caring that much beyond the damage to the vehicle, which was usually minimal anyway, whimsical folk being kind

I suppose I am one of life's naturally clumsy people; I don't drop stuff all the time, or break things, but I'm just generally a bit flustered.

I always like the physical comedy because I actually do a lot of it in my own life, but not on purpose. I am the klutziest person on the planet. It's easy for me.

If my life was a song the title would probably be 'Clumsy', 'cause I'm clumsy.

Yeah... my wife says no more reality shows in case I break another bone or something.

I'm about to rupture something," he was informed, as the big, gaily wrapped box she was carrying smacked into the small of his back again. She had an uncanny ability to hit the same spot every time.

I trip over my legs all the time. I'll wave to somebody, look up, and end up eating pavement.

In Scotland, I have a huge barn full of woodworking tools. I love working with my hands. I basically just make myself bleed a lot. I'm very accident-prone.

I'm very accident-prone. The problem is I sort of just do things. I'm impulsive, and sometimes I don't think.

He had fallen out of the ugly tree, and hit every branch.

This is in my opinion why writers—like insomniacs—are so accident-prone, so obsessed with the calculus of bad luck and missed opportunities, so liable to rumination and a concomitant inability to let go of a subject, even when urged repeatedly to do so.

I ripped all the cartilage out of my hip in a water ski jumping accident. I am a bit accident prone.

I've been accident-prone since I was a kid climbing trees and falling out. I've come off a few motorcycles.

I've always been clumsy, the one who knocks glasses over.

I'm the most uncoordinated clumsy, klutzy person. I always had a bruise, I always tripped and fell.

I fall down all the time because I'm such a klutz, but I have never broken a bone, and I don't eat milk or cheese ever. I like tofu cheese and soymilk in my coffee and cereal.

As he grew weaker, he stumbled around the room, bumping into tables, tripping over chairs, knocking over chemical bottles, and making one big mess.