Bum Phillips Quotes

I would have to say that looked like it hurt.

Doing that hunt scene was really quite demanding. I actually broke a rib during that scene. And then all the scenes after that became quite challenging, just breathing and laughing.

I had the drink after I fell out of bed. It hurt.

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.

When a gust of wind hits a broken bone, you feel it.

It's an unfortunate situation. After such a great play I felt like I got hit late, no flag, broke my hand. That's it. That's pretty much been the story for the past three weeks, and obviously at some point something catastrophic was going to happen, and I broke my hand.

When I had my injury, I had gotten hit, and it hurt like hell.

You don't know what a broken jaw feels like until it happens.

I said I fell down. Ah. The ground bloodied your nose, split yer lip, and punched ye in th' eye, all at once. I said I don't want to talk about it.

You ever tried to pick up your teeth with a bunch of broken fingers

When it falls on your head, then you are knowing it is a rock.

Now, it it well known that one cannot step on a tack without saying something about it.

When I stub my toe it's like I pressed a button that plays all the curse words I know.

There are few things in this world more satisfying than having your son teach you how to play tennis, unless it is having a semi-truck run over your foot.

I have to admit, that's a remarkable bruise. You should be proud; it's quite a feat to get injured in the manner you did and in that...particular...place.

Don't worry?! You sliced your hand open!

You can get hurt at any time.

It might have been the hardest hit I took all day.

That was all he said, except for "Aaaeerrgghhh." Which is not really a word. But the reason that he screamed "Aaaeerrgghhh" was that Franco had bitten him savegly on the wrist.

He was dead. However, his nose throbbed painfully, which he thought odd in the circumstances.

I raise my left arm and twist my neck down to rip off the pill on my sleeve. Instead my teeth sink into flesh. I yank my head back in confusion to find myself looking into Peeta’s eyes, only now they hold my gaze. Blood runs from the teeth marks on the hand he clamped over my nightlock. “Let me go!” I snarl at him, trying to wrest my arm from his grasp. “I can’t,” he says.

War must never be a condition but, rather, a temporary scourge which we suffer as a child does a fever, knowing that health follows the long night of pain and that peace is health.

Pain - has an Element of Blank It cannot recollect When it begun - or if there were a time when it was not - It has no Future - but itself - Its Infinite contain Its Past - enlightened to perceive New Periods - of Pain.

No kind of sensation is keener and more active than that of pain its impressions are unmistakable.

There’s blood beneath every layer of skin.