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A quiet secluded life in the country, with the possibility of being useful to people to whom it is easy to do good, and who are not accustomed to have it done to them; then work which one hopes may be of some use; then rest, nature, books, music, love for one's neighbor -- such is my idea of happiness.
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conduct-of-life
contentment
country
happiness
life
music
nature
neighborliness
rest
usefulness
work
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Leo Tolstoy |
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I was once reproved by a minister who was driving a poor beast to some meeting-house horse-sheds among the hills of New Hampshire, because I was bending my steps to a mountain-top on the Sabbath, instead of a church, when I would have gone farther than he to hear a true word spoken on that or any day. He declared that I was 'breaking the Lord's fourth commandment,' and proceeded to enumerate, in a sepulchral tone, the disasters which had befallen him whenever he had done any ordinary work on the Sabbath. He really thought that a god was on the watch to trip up those men who followed any secular work on this day, and did not see that it was the evil conscience of the workers that did it. . There are few things more disheartening and disgusting than when you are walking the streets of a strange village on the Sabbath, to hear a preacher shouting like a boatswain in a gale of wind, and thus harshly profaning the quiet atmosphere of the day.
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america
church
country
fourth-commandment
humor
minister
new-hampshire
profane
profanity
sabbath
secular
superstition
the-lord
truth
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Henry David Thoreau |
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Maybe your country is only a place you make up in your own mind. Something you dream about and sing about. Maybe it's not a place on the map at all, but just a story full of people you meet and places you visit, full of books and films you've been to. I'm not afraid of being homesick and having no language to live in. I don't have to be like anyone else. I'm walking on the wall and nobody can stop me.
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anchoring
attachment
belonging
country
empowerment
home
homelessness
independence
individuality
inspirational
nationality
roots
self-assurance
self-awareness
self-containment
self-determination
self-esteem
self-reliance
self-respect
self-sufficiency
self-trust
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Hugo Hamilton |
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I know you're still young but I want you to understand and learn this now. Marriage can wait, education cannot. You're a very very bright girl. Truly you are. You can be anything you want Laila. I know this about you. And I also know that when this war is over Afghanistan is going to need you as much as its men maybe even more. Because a society has no chance of success if its women are uneducated Laila. No chance.
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bright
country
education
marriage
smart
war
young-women
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Khaled Hosseini |
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In this country we have no place for hyphenated Americans.
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country
diversity
equality
humor
inspirational
politics
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Theodore Roosevelt |
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Can you say why America is the greatest country in the world
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america
country
greatest
inspirational
life
monologue
scene
the-newsroom
tv-series
world
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Aaron Sorkin |
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-- This world is full of trouble, umfundisi. -- Who knows it better? -- Yet you believe? Kumalo looked at him under the light of the lamp. I believe, he said, but I have learned that it is a secret. Pain and suffering, they are a secret. Kindness and love, they are a secret. But I have learned that kindness and love can pay for pain and suffering. There is my wife, and you, my friend, and these people who welcomed me, and the child who is so eager to be with us here in Ndotsheni - so in my suffering I can believe. -- I have never thought that a Christian would be free of suffering, umfundisi. For our Lord suffered. And I come to believe that he suffered, not to save us from suffering, but to teach us how to bear suffering. For he knew that there is no life without suffering. Kumalo looked at his friend with joy. You are a preacher, he said.
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beloved
country
cry
inspirational
paton
suffering
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Alan Paton |
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Bulgaria, I reflected as I walked back to the hotel, isn't a country; it's a near-death experience.
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1990s
adventure
bulgaria
city-centre
country
crisis
death
eastern-europe
europe
european
europeans
night-club
nightlife
post-communist
sofia
travel
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Bill Bryson |
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"To country people Cows are mild, And flee from any stick they throw;
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confidence
country
cows
timidity
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T. S. Eliot |
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Alford, Massachusetts: Mandy stood there with her old Nikon film camera, snapping photo after photo of the rural landscape. It was difficult to describe the wonderful feeling of there not being a single cell phone in sight; the only modern technology around was the faint blue glow of a cathode ray tube television in the window of a nearby house, and a few cars and trucks parked in crumbling gravel driveways. She was allowed to see this place, one that would likely be ruined by the 21st century as time went on... places like these were extremely hard to find these days. A world of wood-burning cookstoves and the waxy smell of Paraffin, laundry hung out to dry, rusty steel bridges over streams that reflected the bright blue skies, apple pies left out on windowsills... a world of hard work with very little to show for it aside from the sunlight beaming down on a proud community. And Mandy wanted to trap it all in her Kodak film rolls and rescue it from the future.
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cell-phone
cook-stove
country
digital
earth
farm
film
future
glow
grim
kodachrome
kodak
laundry
love
massachusetts
missing
nikon
nostalgic
past
peace
photography
pie
small-town
television
texting
traditional
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Rebecca McNutt |
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It's like that quote: 'If I had to choose between betraying my country and betraying my friend, I hope I should have the guts to betray my country.' The choice between a duty or a principle, you know?
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country
duty
principle
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Zadie Smith |
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People spend their entire lives at those lower altitudes without any awareness that this high country exists.
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america
country
explore
get-lost
montana
mountains
wild-west
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Robert M. Pirsig |
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Despite my mum being from a small village in the middle of a forest, I'm not a country person. I don't like my bacon sandwich to be curiously snuffling at my fingers. But sometimes being police means holding your breath and fondling a pig.
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country
humor
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Ben Aaronovitch |
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I might be the hazardous waste site that polluted it, but Cape Breton Island is still my home.
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canada-day
cape-breton
coal
country
hazardous
home
life
living
nova-scotia
patriot
pollution
steel
sydney-tar-ponds
toxic
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Rebecca McNutt |
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They were relentless, brilliant scavengers with a keen sense of craftiness, and no human being could outwit them. The kind of cunning mischief and competition that a murder of crows possessed was unbeatable, and the war between farmer and fowl was a never-ending tale of woe which often led purely to bankruptcy.
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bird
country
crow
farm
farmer
nature
raven
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Rebecca McNutt |
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Louise was an urbanite, she preferred the gut-thrilling sound of an emergency siren slicing through the night to the noise of country birds at dawn. Pub brawls, rackety roadworks, mugged tourists, the badlands on a Saturday night - they all made sense, they were all part of the huge, dirty, torn social fabric. There was a war raging out there in the city and she was part of the fight, but the countryside unsettled her because she didn't know who the enemy was. She had always preferred North and South to Wuthering Heights. All that demented running around the moors, identifying yourself with the scenery, not a good role model for a woman.
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country
women
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Kate Atkinson |
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Canada is a free country, after all.
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country
free
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Rebecca McNutt |
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There are so many shady things happening in this country, they're happening all around us all the time, and we just accept them.
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corruption
country
crime
evil
mystery
philosophy
truth
united-states
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Rebecca McNutt |
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One's country is like oneself. The more you learned about it, the more there was to be ashamed of.
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country
nationalism
patriotism
self-reflection
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