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I had a snowboarding accident. I fell off a horse. I've had a concussion, a fractured rib... I walk into walls. I'm always bruised up.

When I had my tryout, just from two days being in the ring, learning to bump, hit the ropes, and things like that, I came home, and my back was just one huge bruise.

I'm the most uncoordinated clumsy, klutzy person. I always had a bruise, I always tripped and fell.

You proceed from a false assumption: I have no ego to bruise.

My dad was a truck driver, and from the time I was knee high to a grapevine, I was driving a truck.

The intoxication of anger, like that of the grape, shows us to others, but hides us from ourselves.

If there are occasions when my grape turned into a raisin and my joy bell lost its resonance, please forgive me. Charge it to my head and not to my heart.