Cress Williams Quotes

Every year before a big competition, I get hurt doing stuff I should not be doing. One year it was my little brother's 12th birthday. We all played hide-and-seek late at night. I climbed up a 30-foot tree, thinking he'd never catch me. I tripped and fell on one of the branches and I hit my head.

I've always been a fella who put most of my eggs in one basket and then take a dump in the basket but I really don't know.

That's the show. It's like 5 minutes of science and then 10 minutes of me hurting myself.

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

My childlike qualities sometimes lead me to jump into projects without thinking of the consequences.

I have an oval-shaped scar on the knuckle of my right index finger from crashing my hand through a light fixture while practicing Elvis Presley moves in college.

I always end up hurting myself doing something mundane. If I have to do some complicated stunt, I'm fine.

I broke my jaw jumping, and I broke my back and my neck in the downhill. This is normal for me.

I bashed myself. I cut myself. I caught on fire. I fell: I had been myopically focused on peeling garlic, and hadn't noticed a bin of beef at my feet until I walked into it.

My whole body is a wreck. I've injured myself so many times with jujitsu, skateboarding, football. I guess I like to live hard.

I have a scar on my forehead. I was three years old, jumping on the bed with my brothers, and I fell off and hit my head on the dresser and cut it open, went to the hospital, got stitches, came home, went back on the bed, jumped with my brothers, fell again, and reopened the stitches.

Anything you can do in excess for the wrong reasons is exciting to me.

I cannot count the times I've been defeated, humiliated, or physically injured immediately after saying the words, 'Hey, how hard can it be?' But that never seems to stop me from saying them again.

When I'm in bars or clubs, it gets to the point where I feel I'm obliged to streak. It's not a problem.

Shoot, every time you get on an animal, you take your life in your hands.

I think there's something in the human psyche that we're titillated by the person who flies too close to the candle and their wings get singed.

I don't mean to be accident prone, but my excuse is if you really want to get somewhere you have to go full gas.

I was in Liverpool city center and I thought I broke one of my toes, just by jumping on buses. I put my arm in the door on the outside, and the bus just drives away with me naked.

I busted my chin open trying to be Evel Knievel on my bike. When it happened, you could see straight through to the bone, I thought my dad was going to pass out. It left a scar that I still have now.

One of the first things I did on arriving at school was to break my left arm falling into a bomb crater.

I'm more liable to hurt myself than someone else.

Humans have a tendency towards short-term thinking.

Gamble until you die. I do not really care.

It's amazing how unwilling most people are to admit they don't know the answer to a question or a problem and instead charge forward on a 'gut instinct' that turns out to be crap.

I used to do this huge jump off the drum riser. I had a good way of landing so I wouldn't hurt myself, but then one time, I landed on my elbow.