Quotes About Ozark

I can watch dramas all day long. I like 'Ozark,' things like that.That or 'Coronation Street.' I never miss it.

Doc Colvin Swain was the seventh son of a seventh son, which Ozark tradition indicates as infallibly as the daily setting of the sun that he was destined to become a physician, even in spite of himself.

The Golden Age of Stay More would remain only the subject of endless legends and embellished conjectures among the tale-telling roosterroaches until after The Bomb, when according to Crustian belief, Joshua Crust Himself would be resurrected from the west and take everyone in a Rapture to live on the right hand of Man in the perfect Ozark Golden Age of yore.

I was born dead, in the dead of winter, still as a stone. Blue as the smoky haze that sometimes settles on the Ozark Mountains.

People who grew up in the Ozark Mountains are among the most superstitious group in American history. Their intuitions generally involved things like • A red sunrise is a sign of rain. • If a rooster crows near the back door, company is coming. • Ghostly visions of the Ozarkians are often believed to be beloved family members coming back from the dead to offer help or comfort. There were hundreds, often used

I'm very very high on 'Ozark.' I was very excited about it. The season three finale blew my mind.

My family influenced me very deeply because my dad came from a musical background, from the hillbilly music part of it, and all that music came over from Scotland and Ireland and England in to the Appalachian Mountains and Ozark Mountains, where I was raised.

As an exercise, I devoted an afternoon to writing my memories of childhood. I remembered our family's arrival at a single-wide trailer on an Ozark meadow and my mother's shock at learning that this would be our new home.

In 'Ozark,' the truism that we are not as likely to do as well as our parents did in the past is front and center.

A big grinning Ozark moon crawled up out of nowhere and seemed to say, "Hi, neighbor! I've been looking for you. It gets kind of lonesome out here. Welcome to the land of the Cherokee!

It isn't a club, I said calmly. It's a walking stick. Six feet long. It's traditional Ozark folk art. With dents and nicks all over it. I thought about it for a second. I'm insecure? Get a blanket. He held out his hand. I signed and passed my staff over to him. Do I get a receipt? He took a notepad from his pocket and wrote on it. Then he passed it over to me. It read: Received, one six foot tall traditional Ozark walking club from Mr. Smart-Ass.

Sir, said the guard from behind me. I'd appreciate it if you left your club here. I paused and looked over my shoulder, He had a gun. His hand wasn't exactly resting on it, but he'd tucked his thumb into his belt about half an inch away. It isn't a club, I said calmly. It's a walking stick. Six feet long. It's traditional Ozark folk art. With dents and nicks all over it. I thought about it for a second. I'm insecure? Get a blanket.

Accepting the world's realities, even when you didn't understand them, was a basic necessity of existence in Ozark life.