#wheelchair

Pity? You don't want to be pitied because you're a cripple in a wheelchair? Stay in your house! ↗

— Jerry Lewis

#cripple #house #pitied #pity #stay

I can't bear the thought of my mother having to push me around in a wheelchair. I'd rather die quickly. ↗

— Felix Baumgartner

#bear #die #having #i #me

If we do the work that we can do in this country, the work that we will do when John Kerry is President, people like Christopher Reeve will get up out of that wheelchair and walk again. ↗

— John Edwards

#christopher #christopher reeve #country #get #john

My dad gave me my first bike at 16. I soon fell off and was in a wheelchair for weeks. I haven't fallen since. ↗

— Hugh Laurie

#dad #fallen #fell #first #gave

The people who criticise you will not be the ones taking care of your legs when you are in your wheelchair. People who never drove a car in these conditions, they just don't know. ↗

— Alain Prost

#care #conditions #criticise #drove #just

Well, I'm using a cane, so what? So what if they shot me sitting in a wheelchair? That's life! ↗

— Dick Clark

#i #life #me #shot #sitting

In America access is always about architecture and never about human beings. Among Israelis and Palestinians, access was rarely about anything but people. While in the U.S. a wheelchair stands out as an explicitly separate experience from the mainstream, in the Israel and Arab worlds it is just another thing that can go wrong in a place where things go wrong all the time. ↗

— John Hockenberry

#america #disability #israel #wheelchair #architecture

There was a golden retriever who saved countless lives on September 11 by going back in to find people. His companion was in a wheelchair. He got him out and kept going back in to save others. ↗

— Linda Blair

#companion #countless #find #going #golden

It's just been so heartwarming to see my clothes on people in wheelchairs and people needing physical support. ↗

— Betsey Johnson

#clothes #heartwarming #just #needing #people

He smiled all the way to physics class. He almost laughed out loud when he passed through the door and saw her shadowy, hunched-over form casting around for a seat in the back. She was in his class; this was excellent. Maybe she’d call him a name if he struck up another conversation. Even curse him out. That might fun. God, he’d probably earn himself a restraining order if he tried to sit next to her. He was so tired of saccharine smiles and cloying tones of voice. People always plastered their eyes to his face for fear of looking anywhere else. He was fed up with everybody being so goddamned nice. That’s why he’d already fallen in love with this weird, maladjusted, beautiful girl who carried a chip the size of Ohio on her shoulder. Because nobody was ever mean to the guy in the wheelchair. ↗

— Francine Pascal

#cloying #hunched #maladjusted-people #saccharine #school