His has a rigidity, an arrogance, and an obstinacy that will cause him to foment a thousand unfortunate incidents.
See {592770} for Adams perception of his own character.
Accidents will happen in the best regulated families.
Diana used to tell me she had a travel jinx, something I only really started to believe when the plane door fell off.
People don't wake up one morning and say: 'I fancy being injured today.' It is just the way it is.
“Don't be offended, but you seem to be one of those people who just attract accidents like a magnet. So... try not to fall into the ocean or get run over or anything, all right?” He smiled crookedly. The helplessness had faded as he spoke. I glared at him. “I'll see what I can do,” I snapped as I jumped out into the rain. I slammed the door behind me with excessive force. He was still smiling as he drove away.
Regrettably, I've had more than a few meltdowns on television.
Spader and I were nearly killed. Three times. We were also robbed and witnessed a gruesome murder. Happy birthday to me!
Live television invites a lot of comic relief, and I've definitely had my share. I got tongue-twisted on the word 'prevalent' once; had a homeless man accost me during a segment; and got my mic snagged off when a congressional staffer barged into my frame.
Ugly accidents happen . . . always have and always will. But the failures are swept back into the pile and forgotten. They don't leave any lasting scar in the world, and they don't affect the future. The things that last are the good things. The people who forge ahead and do something, they really count.
I am terribly clumsy, so there is a plethora of walking into lamp-posts, falling over, dropping things, and ruining sofas.