Quotes About Village

Quel gallo era come una persona impaziente. Come quelle che vivono nella città, che sembrano sempre avere cosi tanto da fare da non riuscire a fare altro che preoccuparsi della propria fretta. Non era come qui nel villaggio, dove tutto avveniva con la lentezza che in fondo era quella della vita stessa. Perché la gente doveva correre quando le piante, di cui vivevano,crescevano comunque con tanta lentezza?

Our village life would stagnate if it were not for the unexplored forests and meadows that surround it. We need the tonic of wildness...

Every day or two I strolled to the village to hear some of the gossip which is incessantly going on there, circulating either from mouth to mouth, or from newspaper to newspaper, and which, taken in homeopathic doses, was really as refreshing in its way as the rustle of leaves and the peeping of frogs.

The rest pay an annual tax for this outside garment of all, become indispensable summer and winter, which would buy a village of Indian wigwams, but now helps to keep them poor as long as they live.

I see the lights of the village Gleam through the rain and the mist, And a feeling of sadness comes o'ver me That my soul cannot resist

In 1990, my wife and I were married in her village in southwestern Uganda. The festivities went on for three days, and all the while a couple of dozen gray-crowned cranes, with regal bonnets of sun-shot yellow feathers, were pecking and padding around in the adjacent savanna.

Yes, the small village that we live in, in Virginia, is a very interesting place, in terms of its Civil War history, because it was a town that was founded by Quakers in 1733.

Yes, I was a parish priest for five years. I was a curate in a large working class parish in Bristol and the Vicar of a village in Kent.

As a child growing up in a grey-skied Yorkshire village, I would occasionally happen upon a Bollywood movie on the television. After a few minutes watching a bunch of sari-clad dancers cavorting on a Swiss mountain to tuneless music, I would switch over to some proper drama about housing estates and single mothers.

It was a tough moment for me when I was in Senegal, especially when I was young. I was born in a village, I grew up there, and they don't like football.

Mothers really were not built to raise babies not only by themselves, but with only a partner. For millions of years, a woman had much more than just her husband to help rear her young... This whole idea of 'it takes a village to raise a child' is exactly how we're supposed to live.

I grew up in Sierra Leone, in a small village where as a boy my imagination was sparked by the oral tradition of storytelling. At a very young age I learned the importance of telling stories - I saw that stories are the most potent way of seeing anything we encounter in our lives, and how we can deal with living.

I had met a young lady who wanted to be in the theater. It was Judy Holliday. She had somehow fallen down the steps of the Village Vanguard, which still exists today.

During the session of the Supreme Court, in the village of -, about three weeks ago, when a number of people were collected in the principal street of the village, I observed a young man riding up and down the street, as I supposed, in a violent passion.

Another crucial problem was errors made by the Cambridgeshire Police in their use of their 'check system', which allowed Huntley to get a job at Soham Village College.

the sad emptiness, upon slaying the villain who had brought madness upon his village, of learning that vengeance was not justice and that justice was to be had nowhere in the world;

Las calles, la plaza y los edificios no hacían un pueblo, ni tan siquiera le daban fisionomía. A un pueblo lo hacían sus hombres y su historia. [...] Por las casas que flanqueaban pasaron hombres honorables, que hoy eran sombras, pero que dieron al pueblo y al valle un sentido, una armonía, unas costumbres, un ritmo, un modo propio y peculiar de vivir.

Everyone knew there were wolves in the mountains, but they seldom came near the village - the modern wolves were the offspring of ancestors that had survived because they had learned that human meat had sharp edges.

His sister had been sent down to the village to ask Mistress Garlick the witch how you stopped spelling recommendation.

Sometime later the islanders on a little rimward atoll were amazed to find, washed into their little local lagoon, the wave-rocked corpse of a hideous sea monster, all beaks, eyes and tentacles. They were further astonished at its size, since it was rather larger than their village. But their surprise was tiny compared to the huge, stricken expression on the face of the dead monster, which appeared to be have been trampled to death.

Mrs. Earwig said the village women know what to do," said Annagramma hopefully. "She says to trust in their peasant wisdom." "Well, Mrs. Obble was the old woman who called, and she has just got simple peasant ignorance," said Tiffany. "She puts leaf mold on wounds if you don't watch her. Look, just because a woman's got no teeth doesn't mean she's wise. It might just mean she's been stupid for a very long time.

She did nothing, although sometimes when she saw him in the village she'd smile in a faint, puzzled way. After three weeks of this the suspense was too much for him and he took his own life; in fact he took it all the way across the continent, where he became a reformed character and never went home again.

Now, I'm not saying it takes a village to raise a kid." She lowered her gaze back to the baby in her arms. "But it sure does help to have a grandma.

As Karyatis she rejoiced in the dances of the girls of the nut-tree village of Karyai, those Karyatides who in their ecstatic round-dance carried on their heads baskets of live reeds, as if they were dancing plants.