#accident

I have a friend who got into a car accident and now has a prosthetic metal leg, metal pins in his hips, and a metal plate in his head. One time I told him that he was like a human Swiss Army knife, to which he replied, “I’m Belgian. ↗

— Jarod Kintz

#car-accident #funny #humor #random #swiss

I swear, the best things come to me by accident! Or should I say, effortless destiny? ↗

— C. JoyBell C.

#destiny #effortless-destiny #inspirational-destiny #inspirational-living #inspirational-quotes

We made mad love shadow love random love and abandoned love. Accidentally like a martyr. The hurt gets worse, and the heart gets harder. ↗

— Warren Zevon

#love

An atheist is a man who believes himself an accident. ↗

— Francis Thompson

#atheist #believes #himself #man #who

I fell into playwriting accidentally, took some classes in it, and also took creative writing classes, but I really didn't expect it to be a career because I didn't believe there was a way to make money as a playwright without being lucky and I didn't feel particularly lucky. ↗

— Orson Scott Card

#also #because #being #believe #career

Michael Jackson is the ultimate traffic accident. People can't take their eyes off him. ↗

— Jeff Zucker

#eyes #him #jackson #michael #michael jackson

We are glorious accidents of an unpredictable process with no drive to complexity, not the expected results of evolutionary principles that yearn to produce a creature capable of understanding the mode of its own necessary construction. ↗

— Stephen Jay Gould

#capable #complexity #construction #creature #drive

Fame is a vapor, popularity an accident, and riches take wings. Only one thing endures and that is character. ↗

— Horace Greeley

#character #endures #fame #one thing #only

Scholarship except by accident is never the measure of a person's power. ↗

— J. G. Holland

#except #measure #never #person #power

For that half-hour in the hospital delivery room I was intimate with immensity, for that half-minute before birth I held her hands and for that duration we three were undivided, I felt the blood of her pulse as we gripped hands, felt her blood beat in the rhythm that reached into the baby as she slipped into the doctor's hands, and for a few days we touched that immensity, we saw through her eyes to an immense intimacy, saw through to where she had come from, I felt important being next to her, and the feeling lasted when we entered our car for the drive home, thinking to myself that we weren't to be trusted with our baby, the feeling lasting while I measured us against the landscape, the February rain, the pewter sky, and then the rain freezing to the roadway, the warmth of the interior of the car with its unbreakable transparent sky dome and doors, until the car spun on the ice in the lane and twirled so that I could take an hour to describe how I threw up my hands in anguish as the baby slipped from her arms and whipped into the face of her mother reflected in the glass door, and she caught the baby back into her arms as the car glided to a stop in its usual place at the end of the drive, and nothing but silence and a few drops of blood at a nostril suggested that we would now be intimate with the immensities of death ("Interim") ↗

— William S. Wilson

#baby #birth #death #death