That the townspeople might better see him, the President was persuaded to leave his carriage by the inducement that the ladies wis...hed to get a look at him. 'By Gad,' he repied, 'I'd like to see your ladies,' and alighted.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The hotel was once where things coalesced, where you could meet both townspeople and travelers. Not so in a motel. No matter how y...ou build it, the motel remains the haunt of the quick and dirty, where the only locals are Chamber of Commerce boys every fourth Thursday. Who ever heard the returning traveler exclaim over one of the great motels of the world he stayed in? Motels can be big, but never grand.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
In verity ... we are the poor. This humanity we would claim for ourselves is the legacy, not only of the Enlightenment, but of the... thousands and thousands of European peasants and poor townspeople who came here bringing their humanity and their sufferings with them. It is the absence of a stable upper class that is responsible for much of the vulgarity of the American scene. Should we blush before the visitor for this deficiency?LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
no little brass rollers and small easy wheels on the bottom--... my townspeople what are you thinking of! A rough plain hearse then with gilt wheels and no top at all.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
A good story is one that isn't demanding, that proceeds from A to B, and above all doesn't remind us of the bad times, the cardboa...rd patches we used to wear in our shoes, the failed farms, the way people you love just up and die. It tells us instead that hard work and perseverance can overcome all obstacles; it tells lie after lie, and the happy ending is the happiest lie of all.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Children, I talks to God and God talks to me. I goes out and talks to God in de fields and de woods. Dis morning I was walking out..., and I got over de fence. I saw de wheat a holding up its head, looking very big. I goes up and takes holt ob it. You b'lieve it, dere was no wheat dare? I says, God, what is de matter wid dis wheat? and he says to me, "Sojourner, dere is a little weasel in it." Now I hears talkin' about de Constitution and de rights of man. I comes up and I takes hold of dis Constitution. it looks mighty big, and I feels for my rights, but der aint any dare. Den, I says, God, what ails dis Constitution? He says to me, "Sojourner, dere is a little weasel in it." I carry no weapon; the Lord will reserve [i.e., preserve] me without weapons, I feel safe even in the midst of my enemies; for the truth is powerful and will prevail.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »