We are relatives at the village and yet we become strangers in the city
I met a few chimpanzees on my pilgrimages and I wasn't sure if they were just shrivelled-up villagers or chimps...
It's because Gandhi believed in villages and because the British ruled from the cities; therefore, Nehru thought of New Delhi as an un-Indian city.
Moving into an unoccupied village when there's no opposition, I don't call that a military victory.
I would like to thank my parents in Vergaio, a little village in Italy. They gave me the biggest gift: poverty.
If we could eliminate the concept of town and return to live in small villages, all world problems were solved.
It may take a village to raise a baby, but hell! it takes an army to produce a book.
I think of myself... as a troubadour, a village storyteller, the guy in the shadows of the campfire.
Emigration, forced or chosen, across national frontiers or from village to metropolis, is the quintessential experience of our time.
The only violence was when these so-called 'freedom fighters' terrorized the poor Africans in the villages... They were told what to do and who to support.
There's an assumption in many of these cultures that these children are mentally retarded, when in fact they're not at all. I saw how the operation affects the child, as well as the child's family and often the village.
Remote villages and communities have lost their identity, and their peace and charm have been sacrificed to that worst of abominations, the automobile.
I believe that in a great city, or even in a small city or a village, a great theater is the outward and visible sign of an inward and probable culture.
When I was in high school I moved from the big city to a tiny village of 500 people in Vermont. It was like The Waltons!
I believe in carbon offset initiatives, in eco-villages, in the sustainable regeneration of the tropical rainforest.
If you would be known, and not know, vegetate in a village; if you would know, and not be known, live in a city.
Finally, there's a sense in which I look at this Westminster village and London intelligentsia as an outsider.
I live in a village where people still care about each other, largely.
I live in Tuxedo Park, N.Y. and spend time in the West Village, where my wife Elizabeth Cotnoir, a writer-producer and documentary filmmaker, has an office.
I was a total music nerd. I grew up on Perry Street in the '80s. My father wrote books about jazz, so I was always at the 'Village Vanguard.'
I live in the East Village, and occasionally people will recognize me there. When I'm in Williamsburg, I always get recognized. Midtown, not so much.
