Quotes About Society

They both understood; every at-home mom in the world understood. Ultimately there were prices to be paid for the choices a woman made.

see one-third of a nation ill-housed, ill-clad, ill-nourished.… The test of our progress is not whether we add more to the abundance of those who have much; it is whether we provide enough for those who have too little. —FRANKLIN D. ROOSEVELT

Your dad cleared out our savings account. And they won't give me a credit card unless your father or my father cosigns." She lit up a cigarette. "Sweet Jesus, it's 1974. I have a job. I make money. And a woman can't get a credit card without a man's signature. It's a man's world, baby girl.

It's all about class struggle, isn't it? Serfs against landlords throughout history. Marx and Engels are right. If there was only one class, where everyone worked for the good of all, it would be a better world.

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The Age of Innocence.

They both knew better. It was something to be ashamed of. Americans weren't supposed to take handouts from the government. They were supposed to work hard and succeed on their own.

Not that this seemed like a good thing at the time, mind you. I mean, I knew I was supposed to see my future on a body that held a uterus. I didn't want to be gay. I knew how hard it would be Ã¢â'¬Â¦ that it would mean giving up the American Dream—kids, a house in the suburbs, my own family. It tore me up inside." Dean had never thought about that, about what it really meant to be gay. To have to choose between who you were and who the world thought you should be.

But even as the Depression had worsened, food prices had gone up. Five gallons of kerosene cost a dollar. Two pounds of butter cost fifty cents. Six pounds of rice cost nearly half a dollar.

Elsa was condemned as either a liar or a loose woman or both.

Ten Days That Shook the World, by John Reed.

It was always about the men. They seemed to think it meant nothing to cook and clean and bear children and tend gardens. But we women of the Great Plains worked from sunup to sundown too, too, toiled on wheat farms until we were as dry and baked as the land we loved.

They passed a small dark-haired woman wearing spectacles who paced as she dictated to another woman, who was typing. "We cannot allow the rich to get richer while the poor get poorer. How can we call ourselves the land of the free when people are living on the streets and dying of hunger? Radical change requires radical methods…

I guess our government believes children can raise themselves.

Men tell stories. Women get on with it.

Her age made her particularly invisible to those who cared most about appearance and power;

I have never met a woman who works who doesn't feel guilty. I mean we all deny it like crazy but deep down there is always that voice saying you should be at home.

We older women in Europe are lucky not to be shoved away in a drawer.

Most films seem to be about a man and a women falling in love at some point and once you pass forty-five, it's almost disgusting to fall in love.

How many times have you carried the burden of thinking you have to live up to some ideal "fairy-tale" image of a good mother?

Une société qui se serait emparé de toute la richesse sociale et qui aura hautement proclamée que "tous" ont droit à cette richesse, - quelle que fut la part qu'ils eussent prises antérieurement à la créer, - sera forcée d'abandonner toute idée de salariat, soit en monnaie, soit en bons de travail.

Do people really want liberty, equality, fraternity? Is it not some manner of speaking?

A society to be successful must maintain a balance between nurturing excellence and encouraging the average to improve.

There are really only two civilisations in Asia worth talking about – China and Persia.