The country is both the philosopher’s garden and his library, in which he reads and contemplates the power, wisdom, and goodness of God.
—William Penn (1644–1718) American Entrepreneur, Political leader, Philosopher
The hand that rocks the cradle rules the world.
—Common Proverb
The common good of a collective—a race, a class, a state—was the claim and justification of every tyranny ever established over men. Every major horror of history was committed in the name of an altruistic motive. Has any act of selfishness ever equaled the carnage perpetrated by disciples of altruism? Does the fault lie in men’s hypocrisy or in the nature of the principle? The most dreadful butchers were the most sincere. The believed in the perfect society reached through the guillotine and the firing squad. Nobody questioned their right to murder since they were murdering for an altruistic purpose. It was accepted that man must be sacrificed for other men. Actors change, but the course of the tragedy remains the same. A humanitarian who starts with the declarations of love for mankind and ends with a sea of blood. It goes on and will go on so long as men believe that an action is good if it is unselfish. That permits the altruist to act and forces his victims to bear it. The leaders of collectivist movements ask nothing of themselves. But observe the results.
—Ayn Rand (1905–82) Russian-born American Novelist, Philosopher
Colonies do not cease to be colonies because they are independent.
—Benjamin Franklin (1706–90) American Political Leader, Inventor, Diplomat
I suppose the pleasure of country life lies really in the eternally renewed evidences of the determination to live.
—Vita Sackville-West (1892–1962) English Gardener, Author, Poet
When I go out into the countryside and see the sun and the green and everything flowering, I say to myself Yes indeed, all that belongs to me.
—Henri Rousseau (1844–1910) French Post-Impressionist Painter
How soon country people forget. When they fall in love with a city it is forever, and it is like forever. As though there never was a time when they didn’t love it. The minute they arrive at the train station or get off the ferry and glimpse the wide streets and the wasteful lamps lighting them, they know they are born for it. There, in a city, they are not so much new as themselves: their stronger, riskier selves.
—Toni Morrison (1931–2019) American Novelist, Editor, Academic
It began in mystery, and it will end in mystery, but what a savage and beautiful country lies in between.
—Diane Ackerman (b.1948) American Poet, Essayist, Naturalist
If you would be known, and not know, vegetate in a village; if you would know, and not be known, live in a city.
—Charles Caleb Colton (c.1780–1832) English Clergyman, Aphorist
To read the papers and to listen to the news… one would think the country is in terrible trouble. You do not get that impression when you travel the back roads and the small towns do care about their country and wish it well.
—Charles Kuralt (1934–97) American Journalist, TV Personality
Let our object be our country, our whole country, and nothing but our country. And, by the blessing of God, may that country itself become a vast and splendid monument, not of oppression and terror, but of wisdom, of peace, and of liberty, upon which the world may gaze with admiration forever.
—Daniel Webster (1782–1852) American Statesman, Lawyer
The proper means of increasing the love we bear to our native country is to reside some time in a foreign one.
—William Shenstone (1714–63) British Poet, Landscape Gardener
The greatness of a nation can be judged by the way its animals are treated.
—Mohandas K. Gandhi (1869–1948) Indian Hindu Political leader
I have no relish for the country; it is a kind of healthy grave.
—Sydney Smith (1771–1845) English Clergyman, Essayist, Wit
When I am in the country I wish to vegetate like the country.
—William Hazlitt (1778–1830) English Essayist
God made the country, and man made the town.—What wonder, then, that health and virtue should most abound, and least be threatened in the fields and groves.
—William Cowper (1731–1800) English Anglican Poet, Hymn writer
In those vernal seasons of the year when the air is calm and pleasant, it were an injury and sullenness against nature not to go out and see her riches, and partake in her rejoicing with heaven and earth.
—John Milton (1608–74) English Poet, Civil Servant, Scholar, Debater
Men are taught virtue and a love of independence, by living in the country.
—Menander (c.343–c.291 BCE) Greek Comic Dramatist, Poet
I consider it the best part of an education to have been born and brought up in the country.
—Amos Bronson Alcott (1799–1888) American Teacher, Writer, Philosopher
My father asserted that there was no better place to bring up a family than in a rural environment…. There’s something about getting up at 5 a.m., feeding the stock and chickens, and milking a couple of cows before breakfast that gives you a lifelong respect for the price of butter and eggs.
—Burton Hillis (William E. Vaughan) (1915–77) American Columnist, Author
There is scarcely any writer who has not celebrated the happiness of rural privacy, and delighted himself and his reader with the melody of birds, the whisper of groves, and the murmur of rivulets.
—Samuel Johnson (1709–84) British Essayist
There is virtue in country houses, in gardens and orchards, in fields, streams, and groves, in rustic recreations and plain manners, that neither cities nor universities enjoy.
—Amos Bronson Alcott (1799–1888) American Teacher, Writer, Philosopher
Shall we then judge a country by the majority, or by the minority? By the minority, surely. ‘Tis pedantry to estimate nations by the census, or by square miles of land, or other than by their importance to the mind of the time.
—Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803–82) American Philosopher
If country life be healthful to the body, it is no less so to the mind.
—Giovanni Ruffini (1807–81) Italian Writer, Patriot
Not rural sights alone, but rural sounds exhilarate the spirits, and restore the tone of languid nature. Mighty winds, that sweep the skirts of some far-spreading wood of ancient growth, make music not unlike the dash of ocean on his winding shore, and lull the spirit while they fill the mind.
—William Cowper (1731–1800) English Anglican Poet, Hymn writer
My country is the world; my countrymen are mankind.
—William Lloyd Garrison (1805–79) American Journalist, Abolitionist
When a village ceases to be a community, it becomes oppressive in its narrow conformity. So one becomes an individual and migrates to the city. There, finding others like-minded, one re-establishes a village community. Nowadays only New Yorkers are yokels.
—Paul Goodman (1911–72) American Novelist, Essayist
It may be true that you can’t fool all the people all the time, but you can fool enough of them to rule a large country.
—William C. Durant (1861–1947) American Industrialist
Country people tend to consider that they have a corner on righteousness and to distrust most manifestations of cleverness, while people in the city are leery of righteousness but ascribe to themselves all manner of cleverness.
—Edward Hoagland (b.1932) American Essayist, Novelist
Anybody can be good in the country. There are no temptations there.
—Oscar Wilde (1854–1900) Irish Poet, Playwright