Quotes About Peasant

the Soviet Union's growing nationalist conservatism based on the glorification of some imaginary peasant class's traditional values.

It is easier to wax elegiac for the life of a peasant when you do not have to use a long-drop toilet.

Land redistribution, Jughashvili argued, would facilitate a worker-peasant alliance

Lieutenant Trotta wasn't experienced enough to know that uncouth peasant boys with noble hearts exist in real life and that a lot of truths about the living world are recorded in bad books; they are just badly written.

The anarch is oriented to facts, not ideas. He fights alone, as a free man, and would never dream of sacrificing himself to having one inadequacy supplant another and a new regime triumph over the old one. In this sense, he is closer to the philistine; the baker whose chief concern is to bake good bread; the peasant, who works his plow while armies march across his fields.

We want to overthrow the imperial power not because it is Manchurian but because we want republicanism... We republican revolutionaries can never have the notion of becoming emperors after the revolution, like all the peasant rebels did in the past.

There are two classes of women in Soviet Russia. There is the professional class, which has taken the place of the nobility and includes government officials, artists, doctors, composers and writers as well as former members of the old nobility whose sympathy is with the Soviets, and also the peasant class.

his appearance was that of the typical denizen of the Catskill Mountain region; one of those strange, repellent scions of a primitive colonial peasant stock whose isolation for nearly three centuries in the hilly fastnesses of a little-travelled countryside has caused them to sink to a kind of barbaric degeneracy, rather than advance with their more fortunately placed brethren of the thickly settled districts.

The fact is that it is utterly pointless to make anyone a generous offer unless he is a rich man; rich men are the only people who can accept a generous offer. To be poor is simply the peculiar human condition of not being able to take advantage of a generous offer. The essence of being a poor peasant

I knew, as every peasant does, that land can never be truly owned. We are the keepers of the soil, the curators of trees.

I like Sicilian food. It's real peasant food.

I mean, my people were very, very simple. They were peasant people, you know?

The peasant is the only species of human being who doesn't like the country and never looks at it.

La nature sud-américaine a fabriqué, elle fabrique encore des hommes admirables, pauvres, dur à la peine: le gaucho de la pampa, le caboclo brésilien, le paysan mexicain, le peón (peão). (...) Le misérable isolé du monde par la nature, l'espace, ou sa seule misère, reste toujours le héros littéraire par excellence.

To me, the most critical thing in agriculture is investing in the peasant agriculture, transforming peasant agriculture.

We gild our medicines with sweets; why not clothe truth and morals in peasant garments as well?

For Bulgakov, however, the greatest underlying source of unease, amounting at times to despair, was something less tangible though very real to him, since it occurs as an ever-present refrain throughout these stories. This was the sense of being a lone soldier of reason and enlightenment pitted against the vast, dark, ocean-like mass of peasant ignorance and superstition... [in] the fearsome, pre-literate, mediaeval world of the peasantry

My father's mother, Grandma Marietta, was a living portrait of her generation: a short squat woman who toiled endlessly in the home. She shared the common lot of Italian peasant women: endless cooking, cleaning, and tending to the family, with a fatalistic submergence of self. "Che pu fare?" ("What can you do?") was the common expression of the elderly women.

The cart was grotesque, and automatically attracted attention. A peasant was walking beside it. The cart listed sharply to one side and moved forward at a walking pace. And over all its groaning plunder hung the wet, leaden word "town"; it brought to life in the girl's head a number of images as fleeting as the cold October brilliance which flew along the street and fell upon the water.

I was evidently expected, for when I got near the door I faced a cheery-looking elderly woman in the usual peasant dress--white undergarment with a long double apron, front, and back, of coloured stuff fitting almost too tight for modesty. When I came close she bowed and said, The Herr Englishman? Yes, I said, Jonathan Harker. She smiled, and gave some message

He had proved beyond any reasonable doubt that gods and devils were simply myth and superstition, but deep in his unruly peasant heart ("My father was a village apothecary and my mother was a goatherd's daughter. Can you imagine?") he believed...And belief, like love and sleep, is something you can't do anything about. You can't make it come if you want it, and you can't make it go if you don't.

When China decollectivized under Deng Xiaoping's household responsibility reforms in 1978, the peasant family sprang back to life and became one of the chief engines of the economic miracle that subsequently unfolded in the People's Republic.25

There was something in Björk's behavior that was typical of the peasant's awe of those in power.

This is the backward hemisphere. Underdeveloped. The realm of the second-class (save for an upper crust, with their silvered spoons). This is the kingdom of poverty, of disease and the starving peasant...the hemisphere of silence...of patient resignation...up to a point.