As a colored woman I might enter Washington any night, a stranger in a strange land, and walk miles without finding a place to lay... my head.... The colored man alone is thrust out of the hotels of the national capital like a leper.... Surely nowhere in the world do oppression and persecution based solely on the color of the skin appear more hateful and hideous than in the capital of the United States, because the chasm between the principles upon which this Government was founded, in which it still professes to believe, and those which are daily practiced under the protection of the flag, yawn so wide and deep.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
If Los Angeles has been called "the capital of crackpots" and "the metropolis of isms," the native Angeleno can not fairly attribu...te all of the city's idiosyncrasies to the newcomer--at least not so long as he consults the crystal ball for guidance in his business dealings and his wife goes shopping downtown in beach pajamas.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The Butte citizen's blood pressure rises and falls with the price of copper. He opposes war "and yet, when you come to think of it..., war would probably raise the price of copper and increase work and wages ..." Sometimes he is half-convinced that Butte is the real capital of the United States and copper instead of gold the proper standard of values. If he is a miner, or has friends or near relatives in the mines, he is often grim and worried. Butte's streets are crowded nightly with persons intent upon a round of pleasure in bars and gambling places, some seeking to forget the fears of daily existence.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
You look out from the ramparts of the citadel beyond the frontiers of civilization.... It is but a few years since Bouchette decla...red that the country ten leagues north of the British capital of North America was as little known as the middle of Africa. Thus the citadel under my feet, and all historical associations, were swept away again by an influence from the wilds and from Nature, as if the beholder had read her history,--an influence which, like the Great River itself, flowed from the Arctic fastnesses and Western forests with irresistible tide over all.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave owners will be able... to sit down together at the table of brotherhood.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Och, Dublin City, there is no doubtin', Bates every city upon the say;... 'Tis there you'll see O'Connell spoutin', An' Lady Morgan makin' tay; For 'tis the capital of the finest nation, Wid charmin' pisintry on a fruitful sod, Fightin' like divils for conciliation An' hatin' each other for the love of God.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
As our boys and men are all expecting to be Presidents, so our girls and women must all hold themselves in readiness to preside in... the White House; and in no city in the world can honest industry be more at a discount than in this capital of the government of the people.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »