Before the birth of the New Woman the country was not an intellectual desert, as she is apt to suppose. There were teachers of the... highest grade, and libraries, and countless circles in our towns and villages of scholarly, leisurely folk, who loved books, and music, and Nature, and lived much apart with them. The mad craze for money, which clutches at our souls to-day as la grippe does at our bodies, was hardly known then.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Remember the rights of the savage, as we call him. Remember that the happiness of his humble home, remember that the sanctity of l...ife in the hill villages of Afghanistan, among the winter snows, is as inviolable in the eye of Almighty God, as can be your own.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
To those people in the huts and villages of half the globe struggling to break the bonds of mass misery, we pledge our best effort...s to help them help themselves, for whatever period is required, not because the Communists may be doing it, not because we seek their votes, but because it is right. If a free society cannot help the many who are poor, it cannot save the few who are rich.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The Sage of Toronto ... spent several decades marveling at the numerous freedoms created by a "global village" instantly and effor...tlessly accessible to all. Villages, unlike towns, have always been ruled by conformism, isolation, petty surveillance, boredom and repetitive malicious gossip about the same families. Which is a precise enough description of the global spectacle's present vulgarity.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
In one notable instance, where the United States Army and a hundred years of persuasion failed, a highway has succeeded. The Semin...ole Indians surrendered to the Tamiami Trail. From the Everglades the remnants of this race emerged, soon after the trail was built, to set up their palm-thatched villages along the road and to hoist tribal flags as a lure to passing motorists.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Glorious, stirring sight! The poetry of motion! The real way to travel! The only way to travel! Here today--in next week tomorrow!... Villages skipped, towns and cities jumped--always somebody else's horizons! O bliss! O poop- poop! O my! O my!LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Artists broken against her, Astray, lost in the villages,... Mistrusted, spoken against, Lovers of beauty, starved, Thwarted with systems, Helpless against the control;LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
These native villages are as unchanging as the woman in one of their stories. When she was called before a local justice he asked ...her age. "I have 45 years." "But," said the justice, "you were forty-five when you appeared before me two years ago." "SeƱor Judge," she replied proudly, drawing herself to her full height, "I am not of those who are one thing today and another tomorrow!"LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »