#crashing

When I was a kid, I would do stupid things on my bike. I'd jump any ramp, I'd jump over people, I'd jump over things - always crashing, never hurting myself badly but always wanting to take physical risks. ↗

— Eric Bana

#any #badly #bike #crashing #hurting

Almost all of your life is lived by the seat of your pants, one unexpected event crashing into another, with no pattern or reason, and then you finally reach a point, around my age, where you spend more time than ever looking back. Why did this happen? Look where that led? You see the shape of things. ↗

— Ron Perlman

#almost #another #around #back #crashing

Don't live life hiding behind your past, live for right now. ↗

— Nicole Williams

#life

Now I know that strange things happen to your body when it meets the snow at 100 mph, no matter what the position. In the twinkling of hitting the snow I regained a proper respect for speed. If you are inattentive, as well as somewhat stupid, you may breed a contempt for big speeds, forgetting respect through the grace of being atop your skis each run. No one on his back at 100 mph will ever after have contempt for speed. ↗

— Dick Dorworth

#respect #skiing #speed #respect

Boston's freeway system is insane. It was clearly designed by a person who had spent his childhood crashing toy trains. ↗

— Bill Bryson

#childhood #clearly #crashing #designed #freeway

I think to be shot in a mountain valley somewhere or other is altogether less glorious than crashing an airliner into a skyscraper. ↗

— John Keegan

#crashing #glorious #i #i think #into

The moral effect of the thundering of one's own artillery is most extraordinary, and many of us thought that we had never heard any more welcome sound than the deep roaring and crashing that started in at our rear. ↗

— Fritz Kreisler

#artillery #crashing #deep #effect #extraordinary

I don't have a fear of flying; I have a fear of crashing. ↗

— Billy Bob Thornton

#fear #flying #i

To deal with the chaos of life, I escape into the prism of glass, dancing to the visual music in my mind. My photographs express my interior movement from darkness into light and back. ↗

— Polly Norman

#dances-through-glass #soaring-and-crashing #music