Nothing is so exhilarating as to be shot at without result.
… snatched victory from the jaws of defeat.
This so far appears to be the earliest use of the now famous phrase.
I'm lucky to be alive.
I did my best to hide by changing my name many times. But I was captured by the Chinese police. But because my Chinese was so good, they thought I was Chinese and released me. That was a miracle.
As I have heard, since my arrival at this place, a circumstantial account of my death and dying speech, I take this early opportunity of contradicting the first, and of assuring you, that I have not as yet composed the latter. But by the All-Powerful Dispensations of Providence, I have been protected beyond all human probability or expectation; for I had four bullets through my coat, and two horses shot under me, yet escaped unhurt, although death was leveling my companions on every side of me!
My accident - 15 centimetres right and nothing would have happened; 10 centimetres left and I would not be here.
The doctor told Phil, my then husband, that my condition was really bad news. They had found an artery tearing and said I could die. They said they could try to patch it up but it could go horribly wrong. It all turned out okay in the end but it was touch and go.
When I was 18, I was halfway up the Eiffel Tower with my friend, Tom, when we decided to stick our heads through the railings. The gap between the railings was exactly the right size to be able to put your head through and nearly get stuck. Which is exactly what happened.
Every day a piano doesn't fall on my head is good luck.
June cackled with delight, muttering, "Whoops!" as a car almost killed them.
Frankfurt, discussing a stuntman: He missed being killed in that shot be literally half an inch.
When I think of how things could have turned out, I feel as if I've dodged, not just bullets, but 6mm shells.
We're dodging bullets and this is right after we've just seen [inaudible] shot and we're running and the woman who John accused of being out to kill us and everyone thought he was kidding. When we see her she appears and she's after us.
In my attempt to defend myself, I was badly injured on my left hand. I am shaken but fortunate to be alive.
They found out about him in July and stayed angry all through August. They tried to kill him in September. It was way too soon. They weren't ready. The attempt was a failure. It could have been a disaster, but it was actually a miracle. Because nobody noticed.
I'm sure there are close calls that we're not even aware of hundreds of times a year. You cross the street, and if you'd crossed the street two minutes later, you'd have been hit by a car, but you'd never know it. I'm sure that kind of stuff happens all the time.
Do you guys remember that time when we were all definitely going to die and then Ben grabbed the steering wheel and dodged a ginormous freaking cow and spun the car like the teacups at Disney World and we didn't die?
I came face to face with death at thirteen years old.
I've cheated the Grim Reaper more times than anyone I know.
And I could have died right then. And considering how things went, I really should have.
We just did an awesome job of not dying.
Someone saved my life tonight, sugar bear, you almost had your hooks in me, didn't you dear?
I was lucky that it hit my shaft, and then my helmet, and I was lucky enough to get that breakaway.
I can't beleive I'm here to tell the tale, this was my first brush with death, and God must have been looking after us and obviously, it wasn't our time.
I had such a crazy life. How I got away with it, I don't know.