I hate to say it because I feel like it might be a jinx, but yes - knock on wood - I have never broken a bone.
There are four ways, and only four ways, in which we have contact with the world. We are evaluated and classified by these four contacts: what we do, how we look, what we say, and how we say it.
For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.

