Tobias Jesso Jr. Quotes

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.

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

When you hear the word 'cancer,' it's as if someone took the game of Life and tossed it in the air. All the pieces go flying. The pieces land on a new board. Everything has shifted. You don't know where to start.

If I got hit by a truck, I would want to go to hospital, but if something is bothering me I will see my naturopath.

When I jerked it out the head remained in my leg, where it remains still. There were a couple of inches of blood on the shaft of the arrow when I pulled it out.

The drink? Yes, I've had tough times in my life, especially the last year, regarding my ex-wife, my kids, I nearly broke my neck, I was on death row with pneumonia.

I was hit by a car. I almost died. My show was taken away from me. I was frightened.

My dad was diagnosed with cancer of the oesophagus in February 2012, and finding that out really messed me up.

I had a motorcycle accident, and I had my garage burn down with most of my vehicles. And I've had really bad relationships that I've been in and out of. They've left their mark.

They didn't tell me what type of cancer I had. They didn't tell me what stage I was in. They just told me, 'Mr Gomez, you have cancer.' My life flashed before my eyes. I thought about my kids, I thought about my wife. Nothing prepares you for the shock of someone telling you you have that horrible disease.

Wounds cannot be cured without searching.

Losing my parents was probably the hardest and deepest blow from which I've had to recover.

Let me alone: I have yet my legs and one arm. Tell the surgeon to make haste and his instruments. I know I must lose my right arm, so the sooner it's off the better.

I've had, you know, my leg chopped off.

When you go through a long illness, certainly one of cancer, there's a certain release from it and relief that it has come to an end, because the suffering can be unbearable, as opposed to an abrupt stop to life when they go out the door and there's a loved one who never comes home because of some accident.

This is a horrific day in Boston. My thoughts and prayers are with those who have been injured.

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

The storm came. Lives were washed away. Ancient pains resurfaced. Now it is time for a sea of change.

There is nothing to be compared to this, 'cause we lost our brother, our hero. The world is mourning. We are mourning. The fans are mourning. It is unreal. Unbelievable.

The scar on my forehead is from running through a plate-glass panel when I was 15. I had 27 stitches, which took two hours.

I still haven't found the humor in getting hit by a cement truck. My knees still hurt when I think about it, so no jokes about that yet.

It takes an extraordinary toll on me to re-live my experiences, the horrors of my past and the pain I had to endure. And yet, I believe remembering is the only way to promote healing, to promote awareness and accountability.

I'll never forget the day that I was told I would have to have a mastectomy. My reaction to the words was total denial.

I was once in a very, very bad car accident. So my drawing arm is full of pins and platinum stuff. Occasionally it hurts. But I found that after the arm was put back together I could draw better than before. I have no idea why.

I was supposed to be on the Tonight Show but I broke my shoulder instead.