Quotes About Rural

I was raised on farms by people who didn't have Wal-Mart. They had to make their own sleds, harnesses, clothing, etc.

I'm one of five kids and we lived on a massive farm in New South Wales with my mum and dad.

Part of my childhood was spent in Sydney and part in rural New South Wales, at Armidale.

The only way you could replicate the way I grew up, with no access to supermarkets or petrol stations, would be to live on a farm in the middle of Wales.

I am not a city guy; I like peaceful surroundings and maybe a walk around a lake.

A gun is a necessity. Who knows if you're walking down a street and you spot a moose?

I live in a rural residential area. It's a great place for a walk. I'm at my happiest when I'm listening to my iPod while walking around where my feet take me.

I'm more on the country side than big cities.

I love Chicago. I love the big city. But, remember, I come from a town, Lovington, N.M., that only has 8,000 people.

I'm country to the bone.

Even students from rural India may have bright ideas. They need to be tapped.

There are two completely different Britains. There's London, and there's the rest of Britain. Attitudes are very different.

I might just not be a big-city bug.

I always thought that if I made it big or got successful at what I had started out to do, that I wanted to come back to my part of the country and do something great, something that would bring a lot of jobs into this area.

The Chinese countryside has become a slave labour camp and dumping ground for every imaginable pollutant. The rural peasantry is being sucked dry by corrupt government tax collectors.

I grew up in Lincolnshire, trying to get the daughters of farmers and policemen to like me. It didn't go well until I got to college where, suddenly, there were different sorts of humans.

I'm still a farm boy at heart. If I hadn't suffered from asthma as a child, I would be a farmer today.

I've worked the ranch. I've hauled sugar beets from the field.

I like to move around. It suits me. I grew up in Wiltshire on a farm, and that's the only place I call home.

My first job entailed spending a summer working in a cornfield in Nebraska.

In the summer of 1954, after several years in Austin, Minnesota, our family moved across the state to the small, rural town of Worthington, where my dad became regional manager for a life insurance company. To me, at age 7, Worthington seemed a perfectly splendid spot on the earth.

I grew up in Swaledale, in Iowa. Its population was 220 when I was growing up, and it's probably 150 now. I lived in town and sometimes worked on the farms outside of town in the summers.

I used to spend summers with my Granma in Louisiana; Crowley, LA.

And Fall, with her yeller harvest moon and the hills growin' brown and golden under a sinkin' sun.