Mclinc Overdrive Quotes & Sayings

The Golden Number is a mathematical definition of a proportional function which all of nature obeys, whether it be a mollusk shell, the leaves of plants, the proportions of the animal body, the human skeleton, or the ages of growth in man. — R. A. Schwaller De Lubicz

There's an energy about Nashville that I love and I miss. And it's so awesome right now. It has a new energy that's so cool. — Trisha Yearwood

I'm strapped in [the barrel] with a five-point drag-racing harness. With 50 feet to go, they tell me on the walkie-talkie to get ready for a head-first. "We love ya, man," was the last thing I heard. Then I could feel myself going over. — Steve Trotter

And oh, heaven - the crowded playhouse, the stench of perfume upon heated bodies, the silly laughter and the clatter, the party in the Royal box - the King himself present - the impatient crowd in the cheap seats stamping and shouting for the play to begin while they threw orange peel on to the stage. — Daphne Du Maurier

I just wanted to make music, and grime wasn't exactly the path that I took naturally. It was something that was put on me as a label. — Lady Sovereign

No great intellectual thing was ever done by great effort. — Theodore Roosevelt

They're sharing a drink they call lonliness, but it's better than drinking alone. — Billy Joel

Don't be such a dumbass, Gabe. Koalas don't travel in herds. They move in heaps. Much like emus move in ripples, and kangaroos travel in photo-ops. — Elle Lothlorien

I think that any show that doesn't have huge ratings, that's what you're always up against. Meanwhile, conversations are ongoing. Everything is running the way that things usually run, in these types of situations. I guess we'll find out, like everybody else. But, we don't fret about it because, really, it's out of our control. We can only step back and do our work, and therein lies the serenity. We're hoping for the best and just doing what we love. — J.H. Wyman

Everything can be restored. If one won't believe that, how does one endure all this? — Chris Cleave