Dirby Mcdonald Quotes

I wrote poetry from the time I could write. That was the only way I could begin to express who I was but the poems didn't make sense to my teachers. They didn't rhyme. They were about the wind sounds, the planets' motions, never about who I was or how I felt. I didn't think I felt anything. I was this mind more than a body or a heart. My mind photographing the stars, hearing the wind. ~ Francesca Lia Block

It takes a long time to write something that is easy to read. ~ Brian McDonald

It really depends on what the screenplay is asking of you, and what your responsibility is to that character. You have the author's intent to deal with, you have the filmmaker's vision, and then you have your own wants, desires and needs for the character. It's collaborative. But I knew, right off the bat, that there was no way to go into some sort of pink-haired, clown-nosed character with Ronald McDonald shoes. ~ Johnny Depp

Come on fathers, don't hesitate, send them off before it's too late. Be the first one on the block to have your boy come home in a box. ~ Country Joe McDonald

I feel a connection to many songs that I won't sing because I don't think they are right for me! There is something in my gut that immediately responds. There's no science to it. ~ Audra McDonald

Young people," McDonald said contemptuously. "You always think there's something to find out."
"Yes, sir," Andrews said.
"Well, there's nothing," McDonald said. "You get born, and you nurse on lies, and you get weaned on lies, and you learn fancier lies in school. You live all your life on lies, and then maybe when you're ready to die, it comes to you - that there's nothing, nothing but yourself and what you could have done. Only you ain't done it, because the lies told you there was something else. Then you know you could of had the world, because you're the only one that knows the secret; only then it's too late. You're too old."
"No," Andrews said. A vague terror crept from the darkness that surrounded them, and tightened his voice. "That's not the way it is."
"You ain't learned, then," McDonald said. "You ain't learned yet ... ~ John Edward Williams

and stars sang like crickets in the dropping dusk and were. ~ Agnes McDonald

His bladder burned, but he didn't care. Nothing would tempt him outside, not and risk being taken back to that horrible place. This little hut wasn't much bigger than his cage, but he was free here, and that mattered more than anything. ~ L.J. McDonald

We were treading dry old ground, stepping between old footprints. ~ Ed McDonald

Look over the hill and far away
See the start of a brand new day
Heaven help us when it arrives
One more day with tears in our eyes
For the only one, lonely one
Lonely one, where can she be? ~ Shelagh McDonald

Patsy McDonald had the artificial brightness and dead eyes that go hand in hand with prescription antidepressants. They ~ Val McDermid

In our five thousand years of civilization, our history has often been the handmaid of geography. We lie exactly midway between the North Pole and the Equator. We are the gateway between the Fertile Crescent and Europe, between landlocked Central Asia and the Mediterranean world and beyond that, the Atlantic. Peoples and empires have ebbed and flowed across this land. Even today sixty per cent of Europe's gas supply either passes down the Bosphorus or runs under our very feet through pipelines. We have always been the navel of the world. Yet our favoured location by its very nature surrounded us with historical enemies; to the north, Russia to the south, the Arabs; to the east, Persia and to the west, the Red Apple itself, Europe.'
The Red Apple, the myth of Ottoman imperialism. When Mehmet the Conqueror looked out from the parapets of his fortress of Europe at Constantinople, the Red Apple had been the golden globe in the open palm of Justinian's statue in the Hippodrome, the symbol of Roman power and ambition. Mehmet rode through the crumbling Hippodrome, the decaying streets of dying Byzantium and the Red Apple became Rome itself. The truth of the Red Apple was that it would always be unattainable, for it was the westering spirit, the globe of the setting sun itself.
'Now we find ourselves caught between Arab oil, Russian gas and Iranian radiation and we found that the only way we could take the Red Apple was by joining it.'
This is poor stuff, Georgios thin ~ Ian McDonald

... one of the most decisive factors enduring a borderline situation is the WILL TO SURVIVE.
-Reinhold Messner ~ Bernadette McDonald

Those who think they know everything will learn nothing. ~ Roger McDonald

Just as the waves can subside to reveal the stillness of the ocean's depths, so too is it possible to calm the turbulence of our mind to reveal its natural pristine clarity. ~ Kathleen McDonald

Being creative isn't confined to a specific set of professions
everyone can and should be innovative. ~ Paul McDonald

A story is just life happening to someone else, that feels as if you could survive because the author did. ~ Traci McDonald

Professor Ian McDonald of Guy's hospital in London ... has found that, in young men, sugar raises the level of cholesterol in the blood, and especially ... tri-glycerides. ~ John Yudkin

Eric Boocock had been England's No.1 for a spell in the late 60s and early 70s. He reached three world finals and in 1974 put the town on the map by winning the British Championship in front of a 10,000 crowd and ITV's World of Sport cameras. Everybody ~ Tony McDonald

God did not put you on this earth simplest to be any person's mom. ~ Heather McDonald

How can you interview somebody about something fairly technical if you start on the wrong foot by not even knowing his name? ~ Trevor McDonald

I worked the drive-through at McDonald's and tried out different accents - Italian, Russian, Irish. ~ James Franco

Think about it. If it's taking pictures, it's not a cellphone. If it has a McDonald's app to tell you where McDonald's is based on your GPS location, that's not a cellphone. If you can get Wikipedia or go to Google, that's not a cellphone. ~ Newt Gingrich

Yes, in the commercial world there's room for both McDonald's and Whole Foods, but in the realm of politics, we're told, it's either Filet-o-Fish or line-caught salmon: only one can prevail - and which is up to you. ~ Walter Kirn

McDonald, who was known to hate policemen, was once approached by two cops for a two-dollar donation. "We're burying a policeman," one of them said, to which Mike responded, "Here's ten dollars. Bury five of them. ~ Gus Russo

A CITY IS AS much a state of mind as a place - a set of perceptions of place. On the last train home to Mullaghbrack or Gortyfarnham or half a hundred other BallyBogMans, two farmers fall to reviewing their experiences of the big city. One has walked the streets and avenues and come away with memories of glistening steeples and dreaming spires, monuments to men of bearing and import, Palladian porticos and grand civic cupolas, pillars, piers, and palisades, and the air full of singing birds. The other has walked the same streets, yet his memories are of grey brick tenements shouldering against each other like nervous thugs; cracked fanlights, windows boarded over with card, baby carriages full of coal or potatoes, tramps in doorways, cabbage leaves underfoot, the perfume of urine and porter, pressing people with voices like flatirons. They might have visited cities continents apart, but it is the same city. ~ Ian McDonald

Nobody is a permanent friend,nobody is a permanent enemy. Everybody has his own self-interest. Once you recognise that, everybody will be better off. ~ Hamish McDonald

How could I have been so stupid? All this time, I've been certain he feels the same way about me. I was so sure that my feelings were requited that I'd convinced myself he was just getting up the courage to confess. But I was wrong. Garrett's feelings for me are nothing but friendship - plain, simple, and overwhelmingly platonic. I built his love out of thin air, I realize in horror - crafted it from e-mails and late-night conversations as if my sheer will would make it so.
It was all in my head. Again! ~ Abby McDonald

I admire but don't envy people who have children and also have big, wonderful perfect houses. Maybe Martha Stewart could do it; to me those two things aren't compatible, but I know our children will grow up with a feeling that home is a place of comfort. ~ Audra McDonald

I got an exhibition!"

"You mean, a patron," that same strange man interrupted again, a jealous edge to his voice.

"Now, now," Elliot grinned. "I'll be sure to spread the wealth and introduce all you starving artists to my new rich friends."

"No thanks," the other man replied. "Being a kept man, funded by some millionaire to create, is the antithesis of artistic freedom. ~ Ann A. McDonald

Water splashes and runs in a film across the glass floor suspended above the mosaics. The Hacı Kadın hamam is a typical post-Union fusion of architectures; Ottoman domes and niches built over some forgotten Byzantine palace, years and decades of trash blinding, gagging, burying the angel-eyed Greek faces in the mosaic floor; century upon century. That haunted face was only exposed to the light again when the builders tore down the cheap apartment blocks and discovered a wonder. But Istanbul is wonder upon wonder, sedimented wonder, metamorphic cross-bedded wonder. You can't plant a row of beans without turning up some saint or Sufi. At some point every country realizes it must eat its history. Romans ate Greeks, Byzantines ate Romans, Ottomans ate Byzantines, Turks ate Ottomans. The EU eats everything. Again, the splash and run as Ferid Bey scoops warm water in a bronze bowl from the marble basin and pours it over his head. ~ Ian McDonald

A meme a day keeps the planes away. ~ Meme McDonald

Don't write off a book (or person, or movie) just because it had a pink, sparkly cover. ~ Abby McDonald

I don't even know what we were fighting about most of the time. We were staying in the Ronald McDonald House and the walls to those rooms are paper thin. We didn't want to disturb the other families so instead of screaming we were whispering. We were whispering our screams at each other. One night it was just too much for me to deal with within those quiet walls. I grabbed the keys and whisper-snapped, "I'm going outside. ~ Noah Galloway

Believe me, you can have anything you want-and in abundance-when you learn to tune into the power within, an infinitely greater power than electricity, a power you have had from the beginning. ~ Roger McDonald

If you lead with your heart, you will go to the most amazing places. ~ Cindy McDonald

McDonald's cannot flourish without McDonnell Douglas, the designer of the F-15. ~ Thomas Friedman