Mechanique Quotes & Sayings

Courage is not absence of fear; it is control of fear, mastery of fear." - MARK TWAIN — Brian Tracy

So, hoss. Have you actually told her you're in love with her?"
"She won't let me. When I tried, she threw me down a flight of stairs."
"And you're not concerned about that?"
"There weren't that many steps. — Shelly Laurenston

Love is the great truth we all know in our hearts and must eventually recognize. — Laurence Overmire

Trust yourself. Think for yourself. Act for yourself. Speak for yourself. Be yourself. Imitation is suicide. — Marva Collins

See pills of every shape and size, Such fascinating colors, too - Some green, some pink, some brown, some blue. 'All right,' she says, 'let's try the brown.' She takes one pill and gulps it down. 'Yum-yum!' she cries. 'Hooray! What fun! They're chocolate-coated, every one!' She gobbles five, she gobbles ten, She stops her gobbling only when The last pill's gone. There are no more. Slowly she rises from the floor. She stops. She hiccups. Dear, oh dear, She starts to feel a trifle queer. You see, how could young Goldie know, For nobody had told her so, That Grandmama, her old relation Suffered from frightful constipation. This — Roald Dahl

There is nothing I've been through in my life that I regret, or that I would go back and change. I feel like everything that happened - personally and professionally - I went through for a reason, and I learned from those things. — Sheryl Swoopes

I honestly thought that 'Tangled' was going to be my Disney legacy. — Roy Conli

I can't bear these accounts I read in the Times and elsewhere of these poetry slams, in which various young men and women in various late-spots are declaiming rant and nonsense at each other. The whole thing is judged by an applause meter which is actually not there, but might as well be. This isn't even silly; it is the death of art. — Harold Bloom

Without trust, no company can ever hope for excellence. — Frank Sonnenberg

A mountain keeps an echo deep inside itself.
That's how I hold your voice.
I am scrap wood thrown in your fire,
and quickly reduced to smoke. — Rumi