accident

My mind held fast to that hot morning and the moment of coolness in the cabin. I could so easily re-enact every moment. Again-why had I gone back to exchange the beautiful charts at that precise moment? How many times would I, in whatever innocence, be compelled to choose the right time?

With some stories, you really can't rush things. And it's often best just to sit back and enjoy the journey for what it is.

Some ancient oversight had nearly taken his sight, but this sad fuck was already blind inside.

We do not suffer by accident.

Loveyoubye

Divinity is accident of nature, magic is the work of an art.

I dream for an absentee and oft maligned device__he accident-maker, the soul-taker, my camera; its factory guaranteedthird eye, without which I am duly dimand memory denied. No picturesfor my contrived Arbus to declare, excepting some stitch of Sextonmanages these sentences of despair.

Before your mother's conception of you, God knew you; before His __onsecration of you, He had up set your assignments right! You are not an accident!_

This was a normal town once, and we were normal people. Most of us worked at the plastics factory on the outskirts of town. Then one day there was an accident... something escaped from the factory, a yellow gas. It floated over the town so fast that we didn't see it, didn't realize... and then it was too late, and Dark Falls wasn't a normal town anymore.

Better my right hand should have been cut off. Go know I was setting in motion events that would lead to the ruin of one of the few truly good men I ever met.

I remember the big gaping hole left by my dad__ absence in the months following the accident. He__ been the one who went to my parent-teacher conferences, the one who taught me mnemonics to memorize the Great Lakes and the Earth__ atmospheres. Whenever I did something silly, my dad always made me feel better by telling me a story from the firehouse about someone who had done something even sillier. Sometimes you don__ realize all the things a person does for you until they aren__ there to do them anymore.

It has been frequently remarked, that it seems to have been reserved to the people of this country to decide, by their conduct and example, the important question, whether societies of men are really capable or not, of establishing good government from reflection and choice, or whether they are forever destined to depend, for their political constitutions, on accident and force.

88% of women love making their first love making incident with a man seem like an accident.

Lord, What a terrible shame. You're so attractive!'I know, I want to tell her. It should have happened to someone really ugly. And then it wouldn't have mattered.

When the expected occurred, never panic, by keep calming, you gain control over the situation.

Envy and respect are not the same things...Before I endow you with respect, I should find out whether your curiosity is intellectual or merely morbid. Not that those who gawk at train derailments are so different from those who conduct autopsies; both want, at some level, to know what has happened, and, by extension, what will happen. Did the liver fail because of the decedent's alcoholism or was some toxin administered? If the deliverer is found, he or she may be imprisoned or, in more honest times, hanged, and thus pose no further threat. Or for the gawker at the accident, espying loose parts not unlike his or her own parts strewn amid wreckage may lead to a sense of awe at death's power, or horror at life's fragility, either of which may be instructive in any number of ways.

Millions of deaths would not have happened if it weren__ for the consumption of alcohol. The same can be said about millions of births.

A christian martyrdom is never an accident, for Saints are not made by accident.