Tony Stewart Quotes

The sickness rolled through me in great waves. After each wave it would fade away and leave me limp as a wet leaf and shivering all over and then I would feel it rising up in me again, and the glittering white torture chamber tiles under my feet and over my head and all four sides closed in and squeezed me to pieces.

I was on my face. I heard the count from one to 10. I kept telling myself that I had to get up, but I couldn't move. I couldn't make myself move. It was the strangest feeling.

I looked at my shoulder and saw a javelin stuck in it. I was in shock.

I spent four days and four nights just covered in blood, falling in the water.

I associate my motion picture career more with being unhappy and scared, or being under the gun, than with anything pleasant.

I'm not accident prone, really, but I was cutting something and sort of lost control, and it went through my big toe. There was a lot of blood and I nearly fainted, but its totally fine now.

I shudder when relating it.

I was shot from the funny gun.

The best-case scenario is that the glass shatters in my face! How do you think that makes me feel?

So I all knew was you lost your limbs and you died from it. I was scared silly.

Two things scare me. The first is getting hurt. But that's not nearly as scary as the second, which is losing.

My hand landed on a rock, and the gnome landed on it, squashing my thumb between the rock and the gnome. Basically, it was crushed and took the end of my thumb off. I just looked at my hand, and the first thought that flashed into my mind was, 'How on earth am I going to make my devil horn sign now? That's my trademark!'

I was on Saipan when I got hit. Not too bad, but bad enough to hamper me if I stayed. I was hit in my left buttocks just below the belt line.

It's an emotional time for you when you get injured. You're going through so much. You have a lot of time to think to yourself.

I don't like getting hit.

Every morning when I woke up, I would pray, 'I have to throw today, please let there be no pain.' Those were very gloomy days. Meanwhile, the atmosphere around me had become, 'Is he faking an injury?' 'Is it a mental problem?' Those words made it extremely difficult for me to stop and rest, and it really took a toll on me emotionally.

Anne, are you killed?' shrieked Diana, throwing herself on her knees beside her friend. 'Oh, Anne, dear Anne, speak just one word to me and tell me if you're killed.

Whatever you think this is going to be like," she whispers, "it's going to be worse.

Without thinking, I grab Al's arm and squeeze it as tightly as I can. I just need something to hold on to. Blood runs down the side of Christina's face and splatters on the ground next to her cheek. This is the first time I have ever prayed for someone to fall unconscious.... Al frees his hand and pulls me tight to his side. I clench my teeth to keep from crying out.

I had to groan a bit on the couch when my brow was mopped - as it is when you've been shot across the chest.

The hover cars were terrifying. I manage to make it even more terrifying by having food poisoning on that day as well. Hover cars you can't get out of very easily or quickly, so that held a whole extra element of risk for me."

Then I found it: the source of the blood, the place where he'd been shot. 'Total?' I said, and I got a slight whimper. 'You have a boo-boo on your tail.

I thought he had been shot.

My head was spinning, I had never seen blood. Four years old, this don't feel like love.

Something flickers across his bloodshot eyes. Pain.