Quotes About Rural

If I lived my life over again I would stay in the countryside. I prefer the countryside, the milking of the cows and the sheep.

My father grew up in a Norman Rockwell postcard. His mother was a stay-at-home mom, his father was a rural mailman, they had six kids.

Geographically, Ireland is a medium-sized rural island that is slowly but steadily being consumed by sheep.

Kids growing up in communities with rural hospitals see firsthand the types of jobs a STEAM education can provide.

My stepfather was a country music fan, and I grew up on a horse farm, so the older country, that's what he listened to.

In rural parts of China, it's like stepping back into the era of my grandfather or great-grandfather - not much has changed.

We don't have a lot of neighbors so we can blast the stereo.

Indeed, over two-thirds of Kansas counties lost population between 1980 and 2000, some by as much as 25 percent. I am told that there are entire towns in the western part of the state getting by on Social Security; no one is left there but the aged. There are no doctors, no shoe stores. One town out here even sold its public school on eBay.

I loved the feel of the place: the tranquil, bucolic look, the sense of peace that spoke from every doorway, from each plot of well-tended grass, from every newly blooming garden. I loved the solidity and agelessness of it, of the passersby themselves, simple country people with simple country faces. There was a sense of veneration for that which had gone before, a rigid, disciplined effort to preserve things as they were—even, perhaps, a reluctance to acknowledge things as they are.

The life of a village in the life of the stars

I grew up in Kilmichael, Mississippi. It's a dot on the map 100 miles north of Jackson.

My commitment to rural North Carolina is personal. I understand the opportunities and challenges our rural communities face.

Most of the time I was in the Northeast, I lived in the country, and I think that helped me to discover my material for writing.

I use the setting of a small rural Norwegian community - the kind of place that I know so intimately. I could never write a novel set in a big city, because, frankly, I don't know what it would be like.

I grew up in the countryside, in literally the middle of nowhere. We had one neighbor and a lot of sheep.

My place in Scotland is in the middle of nowhere, so you've just got a keyboard, guitar, a little drum machine and you know if you can work stuff out like that, if you can hammer out songs that sound good just with those three things and a voice, you're on your way.

Growing up in the middle of nowhere, there was a lot of twangy music around, but it didn't really connect with me then.

I didn't grow up on any sort of border; more in the middle of nowhere, in rural eastern North Carolina.

Americans were all farmers and shopkeepers at heart....

When one is in town one amuses oneself. When one is in the country one amuses other people. It is excessively boring.

All patched up out of parts and lowslung and bumping over the ruts. Filled with old lanky country boys with long cocks and big feet.

They produced tobacco and papers and passed them to him not ceremoniously but with that deprecatory gesture of humility which country people confer in a look, a lift of the hand.

Buddy when he come back from up in the panhandle told me one time it quit blowin up there and all the chickens fell over.

What you wants with these goats anyway? Little or nothin. Good fresh milk. God's best cheese. You have any other animals? said Suttree. Dog or anything? No. Just goats. I think a feller gets started with goats he just more or less sticks to goats.