Village Quotes: A great day in New York would be to wake up, get a cup of coffee and head up to Central Park for a nice walk. Then I’d go down to the East Village and stroll around. After that, maybe I’d go check out a museum or catch an indie film at the Angelika.
A village is a small, close-knit community of people who live in a rural area. Villages have a long and rich history, and they have been the subject of many works of literature, art, and music.
The Importance of Community
One of the most important aspects of village life is community. Villagers often know each other well, and they look out for each other. This sense of community can be a source of great strength and support, especially in times of need.
The Slow Pace of Life
Another hallmark of village life is the slow pace of life. Villagers often have more time to relax and enjoy the simple things in life. This can be a refreshing change of pace from the hustle and bustle of city life.
The Beauty of Nature
Villages are often located in beautiful rural areas. Villagers have the opportunity to enjoy the peace and tranquility of nature, which can be a great source of relaxation and inspiration.
The Importance of Tradition
Villages often have a strong sense of tradition. Villagers may celebrate the same festivals year after year, and they may pass down stories and customs from generation to generation. This sense of tradition can help to create a sense of belonging and identity.
The Challenges of Village Life
Of course, village life is not without its challenges. Villagers may face economic hardship, and they may have limited access to healthcare and other services. However, the sense of community and the close connection to nature can make village life a very rewarding experience
A long time ago, I thought, as a writer in the Caribbean, ‘I don’t ever want to have to write ‘It was great in Paris. Because I don’t think, proportionately speaking, that one’s experience in a city as opposed to, say, a village in St. Lucia, is superior to the other.
A rebel. That was me when I was younger. What was a rebel from New Jersey? A rebel was moving to the Village, not sleeping with top sheets, not eating a hot breakfast in the morning, not having 20 rolls of toilet paper and 10 boxes of Kleenex.
A rescue mission doesn’t involve going in and just taking a child and leaving. You can’t just choose any child at random. Every kid has a case that is based on that child’s original family. So, we made it over to a village, found the child; we were interacting with the child.
Access to quality education has enabled me to reach far beyond the Bangladeshi village I grew up in.
Acting happened to me by chance. Even I’m surprised how a man from a small village, Belsand, in Gopalganj district has reached Bollywood.
After I returned from Oxford, I spent 5-6 years in a village in Madhya Pradesh – 25 km. outside Bhopal – along with a group of people working with the communities. But, over time, we realised that there were just too many constraints, and for ordinary citizens to be the change agent was not that easy.
After my grandfather began to be successful, he returned to the village where he was born and founded a primary school.
After River was born, I remember being in the bedroom by myself, overwhelmed because he wasn’t latching well, and I yelled, ‘Dave, I need help! Can you get in here?’ Suddenly my husband, my mom, and my in-laws were all in the doorway. I just melted into tears. It really does take a village.
After so many years, I feel more American than anything else, but I’m also Romanian and whatever other oddities of temperament I picked up elsewhere, in Transylvania or France, for instance. These days, everybody is both an exile and a resident – they don’t call it the global village for nothing.
Al Qaeda has overplayed their hand. What the al Qaeda do when they go into a town or village or a neighborhood inside a major city is they get a stranglehold on the people themselves. They force the men to wear beards and the women to be properly costumed and essentially completely covered up.
Alfriston is a compact village set around a rather traffic-weary High Street, mainly of old, timbered buildings. The principal sights lie to the east on the river side.
All the guys called the Olympic Village a high-class Boy Scout camp.
Almost every week, there are stories in the press or on Chinese social media about what even the official Chinese media call ‘hot online topics:’ stories about how people in a particular village or town used Weibo to expose malfeasance by local or regional authorities.
Although I was good at my studies, I also thought to myself that I should play cricket as well. And when the cricket team that consisted of the boys from our village used to play, I was able to play with the team that had older players.
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.
As a child, we would all go to a tiny village near Burgos, and we’d have typical Spanish parties in the summer. There would be a band and grandparents dancing all night dressed up as American Indians and things like that.
As a young boy growing up in rural India, most of what I knew of the world was what I could see around me. But each night, I would look at the Moon – it was impossibly far away, yet it held a special attraction because it allowed me to dream beyond my village and country, and think about the rest of the world and space.
As an Elizabeth native, I believe it is my duty to give back to my community. Our youth is our future, and it truly takes a village to raise a child.
As anyone knows who has ever had to set up a military encampment or build a village from the ground up, occupations pose staggering logistical problems.
As soon as I was old enough to drive, I got a job at a local newspaper. There was someone who influenced me. He wrote a column for The Guardian from this tiny village in India.
As the years passed in my village, I witnessed poorly educated young men leaving to seek the greater comforts and liberations of big cities. I would see them on my visits to Delhi.
At ‘The Village Voice,’ there were all these fevers inside the offices, that would break out into full-scale rumbles between writers.
Be it a village or a city, education is very important, and it always comes into you.
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Being famous as a writer is like being famous in a village. It’s not really any very heady fame.
Believe me, you don’t want to play to an audience of seven in a village hall in Cumbernauld.
Benteen, come on, big village, be quick. Bring packs.
Born in the Village. My mom still lives on Bleeker Street. I went to the performing arts high school.
Britain can sometimes feel like a very small village, and you’re this, I dunno, scarlet woman they’re all gossiping about.
But in my imagination this whole thing developed and I started mixing up old folk songs with the Beatles beat and taking them down to Greenwich Village and playing them for the people there.
Celebrated in the Bob Dylan ballad ‘Joey,’ Crazy Joe Gallo was a charismatic beatnik gangster whose forays into Greenwich Village in the 1960s inspired his bloody revolution against the Mafia.
Coca-Cola is the only business in the world where no matter which country or town or village you are in, if someone asks what do you do, and you say you work for Coca-Cola, you never have to answer the question, ‘What is that?’
Creative people who can’t help but explore other mental territories are at greater risk, just as someone who climbs a mountain is more at risk than someone who just walks along a village lane.
Culture survives in smaller spaces – not in the history books that erect monuments to the nation’s grand history but in cafes and cinema houses, village squares, and half-forgotten libraries.
Dave Van Ronk, for those who don’t know him – probably most don’t know – was a folk singer. He’s kind of the biggest person on the scene in 1961 in the folk revival in Greenwich Village, biggest person on the scene until Bob Dylan showed up.
Democracy cannot be a plaything for the capital cities. It has to infiltrate every nook and cranny in the country, including the village.
During the 1942 Quit India Movement, I was a student at Gwalior High School. I was arrested by the British for participating in the movement. My parents then sent me off to my village where, again, I jumped into the movement.
During the engagement I tried to throw a strong force through the canon, but I was obliged to use it elsewhere before it had gotten to the supposed location of the village.
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.
Early on, I was so impressed with Charles Dickens. I grew up in the South, in a little village in Arkansas, and the whites in my town were really mean, and rude. Dickens, I could tell, wouldn’t be a man who would curse me out and talk to me rudely.
Emigration, forced or chosen, across national frontiers or from village to metropolis, is the quintessential experience of our time.
Even a small village in the middle of Africa with a 3D printer will have access to any good it can download. The world of the ‘Star Trek’ replicator is not far away.
Even if you live in a big city, everybody lives in a small town. We identify ourselves by our neighborhoods – ‘I live in the Village, or in Chelsea.’
Even if you live in a tiny village, there’s an Internet site. It’s quite easy to find clothes, but sometimes women don’t know how to mix them.
Even though I hated doing farming and wanted to just get out of the village, I would work from 5 in the morning till 5 in the evening.
Even when I went to the Lion’s Head in the Village, where all you journalists would hang out, I was always peripheral. I was never really part of anything except the classroom. That’s where I belonged.
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.
Every rustic who delivers in the village alehouse his slow, infrequent sentences, may help to kill or keep alive the fatal superstitions which clog his race.
Every village in Africa now has a cyber cafe.
Faculty met, and after the usual business, some conversation was had about certain students being addicted to drinking, and it was reported that a citizen of the village had informed a member of the Faculty that there was a good deal of drinking this term among the students.
Family is hugely important to me, because like I said, it takes a village to raise a child. That’s my theme. That’s how I really feel about life.
Finally, there’s a sense in which I look at this Westminster village and London intelligentsia as an outsider.
For instance, some early ideas for Florida were done only recently. The idea of a little village was there from the beginning and now we have this ‘Celebration’ village. Same thing for the Disney Institute. Walt talked about this idea in the very first.
Franz Kline, who became known for his black and white paintings, did a whole series of gorgeous landscapes and wonderful portraits that may still hang in Greenwich Village.
Greenwich Village always had its share of mind readers, but there are many more these days, and they seem to have moved closer to the mainstream of life in the city. What was crazy 10 years ago is now respectable, even among the best-educated New Yorkers.
Growth in village economies is often ignored. It should not be.
Guernsey itself was overcrowded, but its cliffs were utterly empty. I spent a wonderful year with a friend, climbing them. It was sheer magic: you went from this pretty, busy village of an island to the sea cliffs and heard nothing but the gulls and the waves.
Here, like everywhere else, laughing and singing, dancing and dreaming are not exactly the whole of reality; and for one ray of sun shining on the hut, the rest of the village remains in the dark.
Here, you can walk into a bookstore and pick up a Bible or Christian literature and learn. Over there, they are lucky if they have one Bible for a whole village.
Hillary Clinton famously talked about how raising a child takes a village. Except our society isn’t set up that way. We’re organized in nuclear units, and a single mom can ask her friends only so many times for help picking up the kids.
I also have a soft spot for spicy chicken wings. They are always best eaten at dives and sports bars, like Wogie’s in the West Village, New York City, near my house.
I always got a kick out of it when they called it the California Sound because it really came out of Liverpool and Greenwich Village.
I always like to hang out with whoever’s directing and watch what they do. I hang out at Video Village, the area where the directors and the writers and script advisors are.
I am a low-key girl from a middle-class family of a small village.
I am a simple man who comes from a village, and villagers like us speak our mind. Now, in the process, if unknowingly my words came across as disrespectful or insulting, then I am deeply sorry. I don’t want to hurt anyone.
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I am a village boy, and Amsterdam for me was always the big town.
I am restless. I don’t mind leaving this comfortable, static life. I could live a year on my own in a remote village.
I am the granddaughter of a Welsh coal miner who was determined that his kids get out of the mines. My dad got his first job when he was six years old, in a little village in Wales called Nantyffyllon, cleaning bottles at the Colliers Arms.
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.
I can’t think of a specific meal, but my favourite country for food has got to be France. I love those restaurants in the middle of the village squares.
I chose to document the lives of people living in a remote village in Alaska called Shishmaref because there we can literally see how climate change is affecting their homes, livelihoods and ultimately their lives.
I come from a small village and have had no formal training in music or any classes from the masters of Indian classical music.
I come from a small village called Murud Janjira near Alibaug. I started doing theatre right from school days and later joined the Sir J. J. Institute of Applied Art, after which I joined an advertising agency.
I come from a small village in Gurdaspur district.
I come from a small village in Sicily. For all Italian people, family is very important. We don’t fight with our families.
I come from a village where traditionally girls don’t go out and play sport so I struggled a lot to come this far and to get to this position where I am at the Olympics.
I come from an almost unknown village near Rohtak called Madina, and that is where I started my wrestling career.
I come from Nigeria, and we live by the idea that it takes a village. So my entire team. I live by my team: my friends, my neighbors, my teachers – they’re the people who taught me how to be a free actor.
I could never muster the courage to speak to girls in my college in Pune. Most of them were Parsis and spoke English. I came from a village and could barely converse in English.
I could’ve shot the whole East Village, because it was and is my neighborhood. But Seventh Street is precious to me.
I created and opened a student-run coffeehouse in undergrad, and I loved it. I’d want to do that in the West Village.
I did a play in New York at the public theater, a Shakespeare play, and M. Night Shyamalan, who is the writer/director of ‘The Village,’ came and saw me in the play and asked to go to lunch afterwards.
I did not become an actor to earn money – that I could have done it in my village by becoming a farmer. I wanted to show my craft, which I am so passionate about.
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I did not have a mobile phone in 1993. No one did, except the occasional banker or Hollywood star seeming smart, or the main character in ‘American Psycho.’ In 1993, every day was ‘let’s get lost.’ I could walk Greenwich Village for hours and not be found.
I divide my time between all the mud and open space in Surrey and the social life and work in London, particularly Chelsea, which still has the same village feel that it had in the swinging Sixties.
I do go back to Russia frequently, about twice a year. I hate the flight, but it’s worth it. My parents have a home in a little village of 12 houses. It’s not on any map, so unless you know it’s there, you won’t find it. Nothing works there; no Internet, no cell phone, and the land line only works sometimes. It’s great!
I don’t have just one role model – rather, pieces of inspiration from many different entrepreneurs. One of the great things about being an entrepreneur is that it naturally enables you to build a village of advisors and role models.
I don’t need to move to the States; I love our little village, Ibstock.
I don’t really know the story of the Pied Piper. I don’t read stories, first of all. I just remember either a rabbit or a rat leading people out of the village with a flute. That’s all I can tell you.
I don’t see a lot of movies that portray the East Village as well as I think they can.
I don’t stay in my trailer. I like to sit in video village, probably to the annoyance of some producers and directors, because they really love to talk about actors, and they can’t in front of me.
I encourage people to get a village so that there will always be someone who’s like family looking out for your child.
I grew up in a little village in the west of Ireland.
I grew up in a miniature village in the middle of the countryside in England, quite secluded from the outside world. I was always enamored by the fashion industry.
I grew up in a quiet suburb in South Texas, and loved the in-your-faceness of the East Village. In the early days, when I was still unemployed, I’d lie on a bench in Tompkins Square Park perusing the listings in the ‘Village Voice’ for a place to live.
I grew up in a small village on the border of Hampshire and Surrey. When people ask, I tend to say that I’m from Haslemere.
I grew up in a tiny village on top of a mountain and have been skiing and singing all my life!
I grew up in a village after the war, and in the village, there were almost only women.
I grew up in a village of 12 houses. We had a well and a cow.
I grew up in Ditchling. It was an idyllic village at the foot of the South Downs. In those days, the village was full of artists and sculptors.
I grew up in Greenwich Village. Dad was friends with John Lennon and Yoko Ono.
I grew up in New York, in the Village, and I started going to Stella Adler pretty young. I was 13 or 14 years old. But I was also really shy when I was growing up.
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 grew up in the East Village with a lot of old people in my building, and I’m not sure if they lost their sense of smell over the years, but they always seemed to smell like they poured a bottle of perfume on themselves. I never want to become that person.
I grew up in the East Village, in Alphabet City, when it was a very dangerous neighborhood. To survive there, I had to learn to be a little bit invisible.
I grew up in the West Village and went to the New York City Lab School for junior high.
I grew up on the South Island of New Zealand, in a city chosen and beloved by my parents for its proximity to the mountains – Christchurch is two hours distant from the worn saddle of Arthur’s Pass, the mountain village that was and is my father’s spiritual touchstone, his chapel and cathedral in the wild.
I grew up playing with kids from Hurt Village, playing with kids from other housing projects, Lamar Terrace, because my grandmother lived in that particular area. So, I always wondered how I would have turned out if I would have lived in that particular given circumstance.
I grew up reading the ‘Village Voice’ and wanting to be one of these multidisciplinary music writers, film writers, book writers. And I lucked out getting a job at the ‘Voice’ right after college.
I grew up Windlesham in Surrey, which is a beautiful and quaint village.
I guess I am in handsome – in certain parts of the world. If I was, like, in Mongolia, living on a mountain and in my village, I could be the hottest guy. In L.A., I’m… average?
I guess my earliest football memories are of playing in the street and also the little pitches at school. I joined the local football team in my village when I was small, but we would play only once or twice a week. I honed my skills just by playing for fun with friends after school.
I had a series of jobs in the small fishing village in West Wales where my family lived when I was a teenager. I worked as a fisherman in the day, and then the skipper and his wife ran a small restaurant – she’d cook the fish he caught.
I had a wonderful fan who once sent me an alpaca hat all the way from Peru, where he’d gone to volunteer in a remote village because he was inspired by ‘Legend’ to do good. That’s probably one of the sweetest fan moments I’ve experienced.
I had a world of people raising me; it was like a little village.
I had a world of people who were raising me; it was like a little village.
I had a year off, so my wife and I were heading to Italy to study Italian. We found a little house in a village called Atrani. I discovered that Gore Vidal lived right above us in a big house, so I sent him a note.
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.
I had never understood why the farmlands of the U.S. had been settled in such a sparse and isolated way, whereas the farming communities in Europe seemed closer, more convivial, centered around village life.
I had not been in the jazz environment, having been brought up in the church. But once I got to New York, and I was signed to perform at The Village Gate and the Vanguard and clubs like that, and these – the Vanguard was one of the most elite, if not the most elite, jazz club out there.
I had rather be first in a village than second at Rome.
I have a constituency with 52,000 people and a million sheep. I was in one village where a local kid was run over by a tractor. They took him to Carlisle, but they couldn’t be bothered to wait at the hospital. So they put him in a darkened room for two weeks, then said he was fine. But I’m not so sure he was.
I have asked the village blacksmith to forge golden chains to tie our ankles together. I have gathered all the gay ribbons in the world to wind around and around and around and around and around and around again around our two waists.
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I have covered wars, before the epidemic began and since. They are all ugly and painful and unjust, but for me, nothing has matched the dread I felt while walking through the Castro, the Village, or Dupont Circle at the height of the AIDS epidemic.
I have nothing against romance. I believe that we must hold on to the right to dream and to be romantic. But an Indian village is not something that I would romanticize that easily.
I have seen vast, perhaps unbelievable, changes during the journey that has brought me from the flicker of a lamp in a small Bengal village to the chandeliers of Delhi.
I keep a very low profile in Switzerland. There are only about 2,000 people in the village I live in, so it’s a quiet town.
I knew Bobby Dylan back in the days when he lived in the village. He used to come and see me and sing songs for me, saying they ought to go into my next collected book on American folk music.
I know a lot of people in the retirement village that I have a house in in Florida that are on the Internet and are reading the paper on the Internet, and they’re communicating on the Internet.
I know Juffure was a British trading post and my portrait of the village bears no resemblance to the way it was. But the portrait I gave was true of nearly all the other villages in Gambia. I, we, need a place called Eden. My people need Pilgrim’s Rock.
I like a kind of quiet place – Wimbledon Village, for example.
I like to think about the biblical story of the woman at the well and how out of order her life was. Jesus pointed out she’d had five husbands and was living with a sixth. But Jesus chose her to be the one who would take the good news of the Messiah’s arrival to her village.
I live here in Vermont, in a village of barely a thousand people halfway up the state’s third highest mountain.
I live in a beautiful village in the middle of the countryside, and being able to disappear off on my bike for a couple of hours two or three times a week is a wonderful way to relax.
I live in a cottage and volunteer in the village shop.
I live in a little suburb close to Kansas City called Prairie Village, where there’s a feeling of everybody knowing everybody else. I think the same thing is true of New York City, by the way.
I live in a Swiss village so small, if you sneeze everyone knows.
I live in a village where people still care about each other, largely.
I live in Greenwich Village in New York City, but I rarely write at home, where there’s too much else to do.
I live in New York City, and one day many years ago I was with a poet, Gregory Corso, walking through Greenwich Village. He pointed to a doorway in an alley that he said led to a tunnel under Manhattan, a tunnel he’d use to run from the cops. I started learning about old Prohibition-era speakeasy tunnels under the city, for running whiskey.
I live in New York, but I still get the village gossip. My apartment is a crash pad for so many Singaporean cousins and friends.
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.
I live in the Village, and the way it’s been, people sort of drop in on me and my husband. My husband is Robert Nemiroff, and he, too, is a writer.
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 lived in a small village outside the city and grew up in a large family, so my world was very much centred around that. I used to sing in the local church, and I would also occasionally sing in the local pubs for which I used to get a few bob. That, for me, was the start of my interest in music, which has obviously expanded since then.
I lived my childhood as a village girl in Kojo, south of Sinjar region. I did not know anything about the Nobel Peace Prize.
I love Rebel Rebel in Manhattan’s West Village for vinyl, but record stores are hard to come by these days. I almost don’t even use iTunes. I mostly use music subscription services. But I’ll go into Rebel Rebel once a month or so and buy everything I love on vinyl.
I love the East Village.
I love the village in my computer. There’s little validation in the day-to-day life of a writer; sometimes we ache for a connection.
I love those connections that make this big old world feel like a little village.
I never even went to Jekyll & Hyde’s restaurant. I loved the Greenwich Village Halloween Parade, though.
I never had posters on my walls, and I didn’t have any icons, either. I come from a small village in Wirral, and my family didn’t watch TV. I wasn’t exposed to people with icon status. David Bowie popped up, but I had already shaved my eyebrows off by the time I saw his.
I quit the tax job then and decided that I was going to play in a band. I answered ads in the Village Voice and went through two days of auditioning for bands.
I reached the point where I was getting arrested all the time in London. I couldn’t walk down the street. London becomes a very small village, eventually. You run out of places. It was inescapable.
I refuse to be held up as some kind of superwoman because, in my mind, the superwomen are the ones who do it on their own. I have my partner, who will be a stay-at-home father. I will do as much as I can, but I will have a village around me, and there’s lots of people who don’t have that.
I remember being unemployed and walking the East Village streets for many years, constantly checking my voice mail on pay phones, hoping for an audition.
I remember going into a bookshop, and the only book I saw with a black child on the cover was ‘A Thief in the Village’ by James Berry, and I thought, ‘Is this still the state of publishing?’ Then I thought, ‘Either I can whine about it or try to do something about it.’
I remember going to the East Village for the first time as a fifteen-year-old and going to Tompkins Square Park. That really seemed like a pretty edgy thing to do.
I rode with four street-clothes cops in the East Village. I spent six weeks riding with them every day – in street clothes, with a vest underneath.
I saw the Village as a place you could escape to, to express yourself. When I first went there, I wrote and performed poetry. Then I drew portraits for a couple of years. It took a while before I thought about picking up a guitar.
I should not romanticize the simplicity of a village. For instance, the place from where I used to buy a packet of glucose biscuits in my village is now selling cellphones.
I started – well, in England it works a little bit differently. You have to do Fringe theatre, which is basically free theatre. You do it in pubs and small theaters and village halls across the country, and you work for a theatre company. You’re part of a troupe.
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I state in no uncertain terms: An order to uproot an Arab village or a Jewish settlement violates the most basic of human rights… It’s a difficult dilemma.
I stay in France. Better to be the queen of a village than a servant in a kingdom.
I suppose I’m a cultural Anglican, and I see evensong in a country church through much the same eyes as I see a village cricket match on the village green. I have a certain love for it.
I think everyone around me played a part in raising me; there isn’t one individual I could pick out – it was more a case of it taking the whole village to raise the child.
I think of myself… as a troubadour, a village storyteller, the guy in the shadows of the campfire.
I think part of picking where you live in New York is accepting who you are. Really looking at yourself and going, ‘Yeah, I’m not cool enough for the West Village.’
I think the most surprising thing about the Olympics would be the amount of interaction and partying that goes on behind the scenes. They have nightclubs at the Olympic Village. It’s like college all over again.
I think the presence of caste in India, how the villages are geographically structured on caste lines, is very different from China. The presence of an egalitarian culture is striking in a Chinese village.
I thought I was going to write fiction but I fell backwards into non-fiction. It started when I got locked out of two apartments in one day and I told the story to some friends, one of whom worked in the ‘Village Voice’ and asked me to turn it into an essay.
I used to go with my father to practice on the village pitch and with my friends.
I used to play everything, but people in my village said football is in my blood because my father has been a footballer.
I used to run away from school to my village. But later, I went to the U.S. for studies and lost touch.
I used to run barefoot in my village some time back. Now, I have a branded shoe with my name on it.
I used to spend my holidays there in my grandparents’ large family house, with my numerous cousins. When I die, I am going to be buried in the village cemetery.
I want to defend my throne. All my fans know. They love me. I want to defend this; I want to be a champ and keep defending. Come try to take over my village.
I want to try and portray characters that are in real life, that you see day-to-day. If I were to just stay in my little village in Wales, I would have gotten a very small taste of a very big plate.
I wanted to open up a stand to sell dried fruit and beef jerky where we lived in Greenwich Village. I was 8 years old. I had been flipping through TV channels and got mesmerized by this infomercial for a food dehydrator.
I wanted to restore an ancient house in Kent, and that’s what I did. It was a heap – this Tudor building with the beams painted lime green, so hideous. And I had this idea that I’d love the small village life, with the Range Rover and the dogs and baking cookies for the Y.W.C.A. But then it got so boring.
I was a child, and in 1942, I was evacuated to the Cotswolds with my mother, who was a teacher – she went with her school. I lived in one house in the village, and my mother was in the vicarage.
I was a nut for Dostoevsky. You can tell a lot from what people read between those ages. My brother was a Steinbeck freak and now he lives in a little village in New Hampshire and he’s a baker.
I was a real East Village girl.
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 was always into comic books and horror stories and a huge consumer of pop culture. And then I worked for awhile for ‘The Village Voice’.
I was born and I live in a small village, where the centre of life is the square, and the small bar/cafe.
I was born and raised in a small village, and I didn’t even think I was especially pretty.
I was born in a family of landless peasants, in Azinhaga, a small village in the province of Ribatejo, on the right bank of the Almonda River, around a hundred kilometres north-east of Lisbon.
I was born in a little town called Lund in British Columbia. It’s like a fishing village. My parents were hippies. They tried to live off the land, so I grew up in a log cabin, and we didn’t get running water until I was 4. The next year, we got electricity. Then we moved to the city, Victoria, British Columbia, so I could go to school.
I was born in a mining village, and you either played football or played football. If you didn’t play, there was something wrong with you.
I was born in a small village in Kerala. From there, I went on to play for the Kerala state team and international test cricket for India, and now I am working in TV shows and cinema… Any miracle can happen.
I was born in a village where there had never been a footballer who’d made it in the major championships.
I was born in an Ilokano village called Cabugawan. Most of the houses in it were roofed with thatch, pan-aw, a species of wild grass.
I was born in Clinton, Mississippi, which had 1,500-2,500 people when I was growing up – a village.
I was born in India, and we came from a poor family and lived in a rural village. My dad came over to Canada as a refugee, and years later, we were able to join him.
I was born into an upper-middle class family in a village in the South of Sweden in April 1899. It was a large family with seven children, a large house, and a home which was very hospitable and open to friends and relatives.
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I was born on August 10, 1913, in Lorenzkirch, a small village in Saxony, as the fourth child of Theodor and Elisabeth Paul, nee Ruppel. All in all, we were six children. Both parents were descendants from Lutheran ministers in several generations.
I was brought up in the north of Scotland, and where I lived was so lowly populated, it was used as a low-flying area by the Air Force, so lots of exciting aircraft used to fly over my village.
I was brought up telling stories, when I was a kid, in the tiny village where I grew up. Storytelling was a tradition.
I was described as a dreamer, a fantasist, even as the village idiot. I didn’t care. What I cared about was convincing people to allow me to go on with my work.
I was going to become a youth worker because I do voluntary work with the kids in the little village where I live. I make little films with them and stuff when I’m not working. I thought, I’ll pack it in then, and go and do something I love doing, and get a regular job because I’ve got two kids and a mortgage.
I was introduced to cinema by C-grade films that played in my village, Budhana, in UP. Only films by Dada Kondke, Mahendra Sandhu, and Kanti Shah were available.
I was privileged because my father was a policeman, and we lived in town. Many people in Malawi are from typical villages. My grandmother insisted I should be in both worlds, and so I needed to be acquainted with village life.
I was raised in a sort of village. I have a huge family, and I think there is strength in that. It helped me to deal with some of the complications of living in the South because I always felt like I belonged, no matter what.
I was still 15 when I met John Lennon at a village fete in Woolton, in Liverpool.
I was the first member of my family to cross into Pakistan and find his ancestral village.
I was the youngest girl among my siblings, a simple village girl, who perhaps was luckier than other siblings as I have the chance to go to school.
I was traumatised in the medieval Afghan society at Sarana village by the local boys of Omar’s Taliban who forced my in-laws to subjugate me for trying to be different. There can be Omars in other religions, too, who oppress women.
I was very shy as a kid, but films fascinated me a lot. I think every North Indian kid wants to grow up to become an actor at some point. I hail from a small village in Punjab.
I was working as a volunteer in a village, 25 km. from Bhopal, Madhya Pradesh, in 2012 when India Against Corruption movement started. I had realized that change needs to come from top downward, so I decided to join the movement as a volunteer and started policy research for the same.
I went to an art school in Brooklyn and painted Fine Art, if that’s what you’d call it for eight years in New York, until I saw the first underground comics in the East Village Other.
I went to Bali, and I was in a small village, and somebody who was with me showed a woman a little figurine of Bart and asked: ‘Do you know who this is?’ And she said: ‘Mickey Mouse.’
I went to live in Barcelona in 1975, when I was twenty. Even before I went there, I knew more about the Spanish Civil War than I did about the Irish Civil War. I liked Barcelona, and then I grew to like a place in the Catalan Pyrenees called the Pillars, especially an area between the village of Flavors and the high mountains around it.
I went to this tattoo parlor in the East Village and I got an outline of a violin on my lower back. They call them tramp stamps now.
I wish it was possible to do the work and not have to talk about it, but it is traditional in the theater to go into the village square and bang the drum and say, ‘Come see this show, come see this show.’
I worked as a carpenter for a few years. I began writing. I wrote a book about my time in Africa – that came out in 1988 – called ‘The Village of Waiting.’
I would like to thank my parents in Vergaio, a little village in Italy. They gave me the biggest gift: poverty.
I would often take this bus and go to a nearby village where I had hordes of animal friends. I was hardly around four or five years old then. The conductor was so used to seeing me hop on to the bus and get down at the same place, that he never asked any questions. The strangest part is, he never asked for a ticket either!
If people are able to run the affairs of a village well, eventually they’ll be able to run a township, and a county.
If you go to most third world countries, the older woman dispenses advice to the arguing couple while other members of the family, or even the village, sit around and listen. It is no big deal.
If you would be known, and not know, vegetate in a village; if you would know, and not be known, live in a city.
If you’re an Afghan village leader in a small town down around Kandahar somewhere, and you know that the footprint is getting smaller for your security, and the Taliban saying don’t forget, I’m going to be back real soon, who is your loyalty going to go through?
In 1936, when I was born in the small Silesian village of Waltersdorf in the county of Sprottau in the then-eastern part of Germany, now part of Poland, the fine structure of the cell was still an enigma.
In 1978, the tradition of running from village to village with a message was revived. that first run was from Davis to Los Angeles, a distance of 500 miles.
In 1978, when I was a non-Congress chief minister, we distributed surplus wheat among labourers. Later, when we visited a village, I asked a labourer whether he knew who sent the wheat. ‘Yes, Indiraji – only Indiraji helps the poor.’ Indiraji was a symbol for the weaker sections.
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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.
In my village where I’m from, there’s still not running water everywhere. People are still struggling to get clean water.
In my village, girls have limited opportunities. If they get admission in a college, only a few households would allow them to go for further studies.
In our village women are left to clean the house and milk the cattle so when I first entered the ring, I had to hear the criticism of people.
In September of 2001, I was living in the West Village of Manhattan, working from my home for a tech start-up.
In the 16th and 17th centuries, most people in Britain lived in small village communities. They knew all their neighbours. They dressed alike, and almost all were white. The vast majority belonged to the same religion and spoke much the same language.
In the books I have written, I have created in my mind a universe. My kids say I have a village in my head and I live in that village, and it’s true. When I start writing a book, characters from previous books reappear. All my emotions, my mind, my heart, my dreams, everything becomes connected with a new book, and nothing else really matters.
In the globalized world that is ours, maybe we are moving towards a global village, but that global village brings in a lot of different people, a lot of different ideas, lots of different backgrounds, lots of different aspirations.
In the village where I grew up, a lot of girls didn’t have a choice of whether to go to middle school. They would get engaged or married and spend their entire life in that village.
In this era of the global village, the tide of democracy is running. And it will not cease, not in China, not in South Africa, not in any corner of this earth, where the simple idea of democracy and freedom has taken root.
In winter I go skiing on Saturdays and Sundays when the slopes are quieter due to changeover day for tourists, and in summer I hike up into the mountains at sunset, just as the village is settling down to dinner.
Indeed, it was largely the clubbiness of the Washington village press corps that let Nixon get away with Watergate and still win his landslide in 1972.
India allows you the luxury of a million inequalities. You can be a schoolboy selling tea to passengers sitting in a state transport bus, but you are royalty when compared to a shirtless, barefoot village boy, from what was traditionally considered an untouchable caste, living on snails and small fish – and sometimes rats.
Information, education, skills, healthcare, livelihood, financial inclusion, small and village enterprises, opportunities for women, conservation of natural resources, distributed clean energy – entirely new possibilities have emerged to change the development model.
It is a very proud moment for our entire family that a movie has been made on our lives and we have taken a small village of Haryana to Hollywood.
It is always the village women who drive these things.
It is indeed fitting for me to make a comment to the effect that it takes a village to raise a child because I have lived in many villages down in deep south, and everyone there who played a part in my stewardship as a young man growing up and as a professional, they have given me unstinting support.
It is no accident that I made Cartoon Town a simple little village – in many ways it mirrored my home town. And, yes, many of my puppet characters took on some of the more eccentric characteristics of people I knew there.
It is true that I am a writer, and I was married to a composer, and I have lived in a small village in New England, but my children are not named Heracles and Persephone, and my daughter doesn’t disappear underground every six months and emerge in the spring.
It may take a village to raise a child, but not every villager needs to be a mom or dad. Some of us just need to be who we are.
It takes a damn village to get a show on Broadway!
It takes a village to earn a spot representing your country, and I know that every single person who helped me get to the Olympics was also touched by the dream. The web of inspiration is incredible. Because of this, I know that the core principles and spirit of what the Olympics stand for are worth protecting.
It takes a village to raise a child; that’s how I basically balance it. It’s twenty four hours in a day.
It takes a village to run the Big Man – a village of doctors.
It truly takes a village to become a professional athlete.
It used to happen in villages and towns in China that they would have – I guess you’d call them beauty contests – where all of the women of a particular village or town would be seated behind these screens or curtains with only their feet showing.
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.
It was a village where I come from, obviously a lot smaller than London, so the support was unreal and close by. To come away to a new challenge, a new level, knowing that I was going to have to step up massively – not having those people around me was a test.
It was just a fairly normal high school existence, riding our bikes around and hanging out in parks and down in the village.
It was my dream to have a beauty parlour in our village and to live near my family in Sinjar.
It was only against my mother’s will that I attended the preparatory high school in the city. She wanted me to become a seamstress in the village. She knew that if I moved to the city, I would become corrupted. And I was. I started to read books.
It was so much fun being in the Olympic Village and meeting all the athletes.
Its not a global village, but we’re in a highly interconnected globe.
It’s almost easy for me to write about a magnificent tropical village with orchids and dragonflies. That’s intoxicating, but the United States is magical, too. We just forget this.
I’d rather sell groundnuts in my village than to play for a pathetic team like Chelsea.
I’d spent my first 12 years in New York in an East Village walk-up. The upstairs neighbor was the cowboy from the Village People.
I’ll be prime minister and a mum, and Clarke will be ‘first man of fishing’ and stay-at-home dad. I think it’s fair to say that this will be a wee one that a village will raise, but we couldn’t be more excited.
I’m an honorary old Jewish lady of the West Village.
I’m every woman. It takes a village to make me who I am.
I’m from a little village in the south of Holland where there was nothing to do but watch American movies and television – I grew up with The ‘A-Team,’ ‘Charlie’s Angels,’ and ‘Edward Scissorhands.’
I’m from a very small village in the middle of nowhere, four hours by airplane from Moscow. Yemanzhelinsk – you wouldn’t find it on the map. Don’t even try it. It’s super, super tiny.
I’m just someone who grew up in a small village.
I’m luckier than my grandfather, who didn’t move more than five miles from the village in which he was born.
I’m lucky to live in New York, a city that offers so many options for lunch. I can pick up dumplings from a Midtown food truck, grab empanadas by the dozen in Spanish Harlem or get a fantastic bowl of ramen in the East Village.
I’m sure that the ideas being incubated at places like Startup Village today will form the core of the technologies of tomorrow.
I’ve been going to Bicester Village since I was young. My mum and dad really loved that place, and I always used to stock up on clothes. I love the fact that it supports great British designers.
I’ve given up my Ferrari – the idea of going through my village in a 488… You can’t drive them on English roads.
I’ve gone through the village of my songwriting and my artistry, and I’ve gone through lots of different phases, including one where it has been very quiet and abandoned me for a few years.
I’ve known the poet Eileen Myles since the 1990s, when I first moved to New York, and I remember seeing her walking her Pit Bull Rosie around the East Village. She had these beautiful arms and David Cassidy hair and the sort of swagger so many of the gay boys I knew wished we had. We all had crushes on her.
I never saw myself as a women’s footballer. Not when I was in my tiny village in Norway. Not when I was suffering in Germany. Not when I finally made it to Lyon.
Jeff Sachs has the Millennium Villages. He spends $2.5 million in one village. It’s an absolutely ridiculous model, because I’ve said that if you gave me $2.5 million, I can train 100 grandmothers, solar electrify 100 villages – 10,000 houses – and save you 100,000 litres of kerosene.
Lacey said if he wanted to read a daily or regular critiques of the Bush administration, he would read the New York Times, and that’s not what he wanted in the Village Voice.
Let every man, every corporation, and especially let every village, town, and city, every county and State, get out of debt and keep out of debt. It is the debtor that is ruined by hard times.
Life in a Chinese village is much more organised because the Chinese Communist Party has a presence even in the remotest Chinese village – a presence of the kind that no governmental or non-governmental organisation has in Indian villages.
Like so many poor Ilokanos, my grandparents left their village, for it could no longer sustain them. The Ilocos is a narrow coastal plain where, so often, the mountain drops to the sea. Land hunger had always afflicted the Ilokanos and made them migratory.
Lincoln’s stature and strength, his intelligence and ambition – in short, all the elements which gave him popularity among men in New Salem, rendered him equally attractive to the fair sex of that village.
Many of our own people here in this country do not ask about computers, telephones and television sets. They ask – when will we get a road to our village.
Maybe there’s less oppression growing up in a small village, and fewer rules, and less danger.
Monica Besra, a Bengali woman from a remote Indian village, was reportedly suffering from a malignant ovarian tumor when she went, in 1998, to a hospice founded by Mother Teresa’s Missionaries of Charity. Nuns at the mission reportedly placed a medallion with Teresa’s image on Besra’s abdomen, and the tumor disappeared.
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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.
Moving into an unoccupied village when there’s no opposition, I don’t call that a military victory.
Muzaffarnagar is 40 kilometers from my village. So I used to see films if I was able to save money and on special occasions like Eid, Diwali.
My background did not start with the East Side; it started with Greenwich Village, which is West Side.
My dad was in the RAF, so we travelled quite a lot. My memory’s not the best – I remember we lived in Belgium for a bit – but I grew up in a village called Compton in Newbury.
My daughters all have aunties who help out. It takes a village.
My family actually lived in the same village for about 400 years. They had great stability until the last century. People lived and intermarried in small villages.
My family is my little village. I really do feel like my fairy tale came true.
My family moved out of London’s East End to a tiny village. The school I went to was supposed to be mixed gender, but there were hardly any boys born that year. So, yes, joining a youth theatre was a fun way to meet the opposite sex!
My father came to Chennai at the age of 16 from a village in Coimbatore. He was an artist and was clear he wanted to do something, so he came to Chennai and joined an art course for eight years before he came into films.
My father was a coal hewer from Goldthorpe, a coal-mining village in South Yorkshire. He played for the Yorkshire second team as an opening fast bowler – to me he was a gorgeously heroic man. He helped form a union and closed down the Barnsley seam because it was seeping gas, and saved many, many lives.
My father was a doctor, and I admired him and got along well with him. He took me with him on house calls. We were living in Flushing, which was then a sleepy village of 25,000 – before the subway got there. I’ve been sure I wanted to be a doctor since I was about 12.
My father was a golden boy from a very small town. He won a very prestigious law scholarship to NYU Law School, and there in Greenwich Village, he met my mother, who was very young, fresh off the boat from Germany.
My favorite records are, like, The Pretty Things’ ‘Parachute’ and ‘S.F. Sorrow’ and The Mothers of Invention’s ‘We’re Only in It for the Money’ and The Kinks’ ‘Village Green Preservation Society’ – these records that have a story – even if it’s not a literal story – because of how they’re sequenced and flow. It’s like a novel with sound.
My first gold was in the 2002 cadet national. I realized I was good enough even outside my village and my district.
My golden dream was to move to New York and live in the Village and become that cool rebel beatnik Jack Kerouac.
My grandfather and his wife came to America at the end of the 19th century from Hungary. Everyone started out on the Lower East Side. They became embourgeoise and would move to the Upper West Side. Then, if they’d make money, they’d move to Park Avenue. Their kids would become artists and move down to the Lower East Side and the Village.
My life was made easy – I lived in a village, and by writing for some newspapers and magazines, had enough to live on. I was happy to be there and write.
My look was even more solidified when I started singing in Greenwich Village with my sister Lucy. We wore matching dresses as the Simon Sisters.
My mom always instilled in me that it was braver to ask for help when you need it. That has absolutely stuck with me over the years but became even more important in practice once I became a mother. It may sound trite, but the concept of ‘it takes a village’ really could not be more true.
My mom, my aunt, and my grandma banded together and gave me a village of support when I was growing up.
My mother is from Greece: she comes from Vrahos, a small village in Kastoria.
My mother is very funny. She is from a village; she has a typical village kind of humour. Often she says a lot of things she herself isn’t aware is a punch line.
My only worry about tweeting and modern technology is how it has crept into even the darkest corners of the absolute global village we live in.
My parents hail from a village near Mysore.
My parents were simpletons. Everyday living was a big thing in that small village where I was born. They had no clue about music.
My parents, Mary Agnes Smith and Rowland Smith, both had to work since their early teens, she in the holiday boarding house of her mother and he in his father’s market garden in Marton Moss, a village on the south side of Blackpool, just north of Saint Anne’s-on-Sea.
My wife gone, my mum gone, ostracised by my village. I was left all alone in life.
New Zealand is not a small country but a large village.
Not long ago, in an excruciatingly remote village in the Australian Outback, I was startled to see a bartender in a cowboy hat measuring out a classically proportioned French 75 – something he’d picked up on the Internet, he told me.
Now if you are condemned to life on welfare, I’m not so sure that being in a bigger welfare village is that much better than being in a smaller welfare village.
Now in India, a village boy who has worked his way up to work at a call center, or if he gets a job working even as a busboy in a Taj or an Oberoi hotel, he’ll put on his wedding announcement with pride, ‘Busboy at the Taj’ or ‘Call center, Office Tiger.’
Now in the 1980s, I happened to notice that if you look at an aerial photograph of an African village, you see fractals. And I thought, ‘This is fabulous! I wonder why?’ And of course I had to go to Africa and ask folks why.
Now, twenty years old, I come out and I go back to Greenwich Village. Now, of course, I’m a wealthy man.
Of course, like all organic processes, there is an ebb and a flow to writing. One does not exist without the other. The writer needs to be vigilant in protecting both, confident in the knowledge that the village will be there when we choose, finally, to open the door.
On 11 September, I was living in Greenwich Village, New York; my children learned to tell south from north by looking at the World Trade Center.
On my show ‘One on One’, I interview leaders from around the world – in politics, business, art. My other show, ‘Her Village’, is more like ‘The View’.
One cannot live on potatoes alone. It is said that one wants bread with potatoes. And when there’s no bread, a Jew takes his stick, and goes through the village in search of business.
One day, I’ll disappear and hide in a corner of Britain. I’ll own a bakery in a village, live above it, have a big garden because I like mowing. I want to get up when I feel like it, let people queue for my products, and when they’re gone, shut the shop and think about tomorrow. Creating magic – that’s my dream. And I’ll do it.
One of the first things that helped me to understand certain things about writing was seeing ‘The Iceman Cometh’ in the Village when I was a kid, before I ever became a newspaperman, and realizing that the world I knew could also be the subject of some amazing stuff.
Organized religion provides a model of the way all organizations, from the state down to the village garden club, end a price in terms of a member’s freedom of thought and action.
Our parents faced more hardship than us. They didn’t stop us from training despite hearing the taunts from the people in the village. We were fortunate to have parents like them.
Our village is very small, so I wasn’t surprised when I heard some negative comments from my neighbours on my interest in sports. But nothing mattered, as I always knew what I was doing and why I was doing it.
Our village was built on the Ohio River, and was a halting place on this great national road, then the only avenue of traffic between the South and the North.
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People listen to The Beatles, but while they were musically influential, they weren’t culturally influential in quite the same way. You can go into the back of beyond in a little Indian village, and they will listen to Bob Marley. But they’re not going to be listening to The Beatles or The Rolling Stones.
People think New York is this big city where no one knows each other, but when you live in the Village, it’s the opposite.
People would go from village to village with their books in a time of poverty and disease. They would get people around them, and for an hour, these storytellers would change people’s lives. I’d always thought I was a reincarnation of that. That’s who I want to be.
Photographer James Nachtwey has spent his professional life in the places people most want to avoid: war zones and refugee camps, the city flattened by an earthquake, the village swallowed by a flood, the farm hollowed out by famine.
Pop was a devout Roman Catholic; I’m a lapsed Catholic. I’m not the village atheist, but I exert my right not to believe, and I doubt I would have been very public about that were he still alive, simply just so as not to hurt his feelings.
Rajasthan is a place I visit very often. My grandparents live in the village called Kulhariyon Ka Baas, and I am originally from Rajasthan.
Retail banking in Africa is very weak. You can’t go to a village and get money from an ATM or visit a branch of the bank. So people have to use the Internet.
Rising living standards – whether in a village, a region, a nation, or the world – depend first on specialization: on letting people concentrate on what they do best and trade with others who specialize in other things.
Samasource creates jobs in regions where more traditional forms of employment in low-income economies, such as manufacturing, are difficult to scale because of poor infrastructure. In a village in Rukka, India, for example, our small data entry partner employs over 60 people doing various types of Internet research for Samasource.
Schooling should not be left to the whim or wealth of village elders. I believe that we should fund all schools in the U.S. with our national resources. All these kids are being educated to be Americans, not citizens of Minneapolis or San Francisco.
Science is international: the best scientists can come from anywhere; they can come from next door, or they can come from a small village in a country anywhere in the world – we need to make it easier.
Scotland’s relationship with Malawi is perhaps unique – with almost every town or village in Scotland having some connection.
Shore Leave is the one who evolved the most – because he started as a one-off joke because we were gagging on how the G.I. Joe vocationally specific-themed characters reminded us of the Village People. We made a sassy Village People kind of guy, and then we brought him back.
Since my residence at Tippecanoe, we have endeavored to level all distinctions, to destroy village chiefs, by whom all mischiefs are done. It is they who sell the land to the Americans.
Since the whole village was poor, we didn’t realize our own poverty. I was happy.
So I played the acoustic guitar and harmonica and stomped my foot and I think I was right in assuming that Greenwich Village would be the best place to perform my own material and possibly get some attention, move on to making records and all.
So often at home in the West Village, I’m like, ‘Why aren’t I allowed a horse?’ I would keep a horse in a stable in my apartment, and I would fit him with rubber shoes, and we’d just roll him out. If I needed to go to a meeting somewhere, I’d just get on my horse and go across town.
So you start one person at a time. Change one person, you can change a village.
So, it looks like we rebuild the village and blow it apart a few more times.
So, we just kind of created our own thing and that’s part of the beauty of Athens: is that it’s so off the map and there’s no way you could ever be the East Village or an L.A. scene or a San Francisco scene, that it just became its own thing.
Some, I verily believe, delight to be slave-men; it is a joy to them, and they would not change their condition; not only miserable village wretches, but men in good position, well-to-do sycophants.
Soon after joining the Ministry of Health in Ethiopia, I was called upon as part of team to respond to a malaria outbreak. My team was dispatched to a village in southwestern Ethiopia, where I not only observed the malaria epidemic’s shocking effects on adults and children but also experienced it first-hand.
South Africa has all the tools to compete in the new global village – an eager workforce, ready to take on any challenge.
Stick a camera up in an Indian village, and thousands of people come to watch.
Super early-stage companies have a village that form around them for support.
Thanks to my training in Balali village, I am rough and tough.
The amount of horror one used to hear about in one village could be quite extreme. But one might not have heard about all the other villages’ horrors at the same time.
The AON Training Complex is not a training ground now: it’s a village. It is difficult for anyone to keep tabs on everything.
The destruction of India’s village system was the greatest of England’s blunders.
The East Village is where I cut my teeth as a kid. I ran around here on a skateboard.
The first time I walked into the Olympic athlete village seeing the Visa ATM machine with my picture on it and the Chinese characters saying ‘Destiny.’ For some reason, it just boosted my confidence and it was before I had even worked out or had my first training or competed.
The idea came from my wife, since in our village, women cannot afford to buy sanitary pads. When I asked my wife, she told me we would have to cut down half of our milk budget to buy sanitary pads. Moreover, while raw materials for sanitary pads cost 10 paise, the end product was sold for 40 times that price. So, I decided to create it on my own.
The Internet is becoming the town square for the global village of tomorrow.
The Jumble Shop would be one place where we’d sometimes accumulate down in the Village. I think it might be just a place that’s unknown that was right around the corner from wherever it was that we met.
The life of the village became more and more affected by strikes and lock-outs.
The Lowcountry traditionally is a logical place where the big ships stopped and brought new things in from the ocean, and the islands have a mystical tradition. It is such a visual place, too, with these iconic villages with the Spanish moss and the village and historical homes and the coast.
The lucky village of Sodeto, in the kingdom of Aragon, is a cluster of sensible houses spackled together off the main road, curtained behind a pine copse.
The magic kit we developed with Idea Village is an extraordinary success in 40,000 stores across America. The TV commercial we shot for it has produced amazing results – unbelievable.
The Moon Village concept has a nice property in that it basically just says, ‘Look, everybody builds their own lunar outpost, but let’s do it close to each other.’ That way… you can go over to the European Union lunar outpost and say, ‘I’m out of eggs. What have you got?’
The more you participate in our common endeavors, the more successful your work in the factory, mine, wharf or village, in an economic institute or in the arts, in commerce or administration, the sooner we will be where we all want to be.
The need is schools dedicated exclusively to the rural segment. If we have a child from a village and a city studying in the same class room, the former is bound to lag behind because children from the urban areas have a better start.
The new electronic independence re-creates the world in the image of a global village.
The notion of the world as a village is becoming a reality.
The only people who live in Brooklyn are people who can’t afford the East Village.
The Palestine I know is a place where Christians and Muslims are equal. My mother, a Muslim village girl, attended a Catholic girls’ school in Ramallah, and my refugee husband spent the Second Intifada side by side with his Christian brothers from Bethlehem.
The Paralympic Games actually turned my whole mentality around about disability. When you’re in the Paralympic athletes’ village and there are 4,000 disabled people, you stop seeing disability. Totally.
The Pawnee chief had left the village the day after the doctor arrived, with 50 or 60 horses and many people, and had taken his course to the north of our route.
The place where I hail from – a village in Gopalganj in North Bihar – people only know two professions: an engineer or a doctor.
The second child of a small farmer with six children, I come from a village in Bihar on the border of Nepal called Belwa. I was there till the age of 17 and studied in a Hindi-speaking boarding school run by Catholics in a nearby district town.
The sneaker comes from sports, but it’s couture now. It’s not made in Asia: it’s made in my little village in Italy. I can customize everything. I use silk and diamonds and crystals. I think my sneakers have a lot of good vibrations.
The village had a mill near it, situated on the little creek, which made very good flour. The population consisted of civilized Indians, but much mixed blood.
The village I come from is the most ruthless, lawless land one can encounter.
The village of Polgardi is a dusty roadside settlement northeast of Lake Balaton, a resort area in western Hungary popular with German tourists.
The village where my father lives is, like, 300 people.
The whole world is global. With the Internet, it’s like we’re all living in a small village. We’re starting more and more to realize there is no difference, we can work together, we can put aside our differences and work on our similarities and be successful in that way.
There are 10,000 local governments in the state of New York. Ten thousand! Town, village, lighting district, water district, sewer district, a special district to count the other districts in case you missed a district.
There had so lately been a large force of Spanish cavalry at the village, which had made a great impression on the minds of the young men, as to their power, consequence, which my appearance with 20 infantry was by no means calculated to remove.
There is no way you are going to be forgiven for blowing up a village and killing a bunch of people.
There was electricity in our village only for 2-3 hours a day, so all my life, I studied under a lamp.
There was this mountain village in Russia where my music was getting in on some German radio station. I remember this because music used to get up to Saskatchewan from Texas. Late at night after the local station closed down.
There were 15 people in the village, including five of us. If my father arrested somebody in the winter, he’d have to wait until the thaw to turn him in.
There’s a village in my computer – friends, fans, readers, and colleagues. It’s a populous, sometimes chaotic little burg always bustling with news, gossip, opinions and potential excitement.
There’s actually an incredible amount of parallels between working in central Congo in a remote, isolated village and doing research aboard the space station.
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.
There’s nothing nicer than coming back to your village, where people like my mum’s friends take the mick out of me. I prefer that to the craziness of Hollywood.
These are such First World problems, but there’s a certain claustrophobia to New York. You don’t escape in the East Village, but it at least feels full of camaraderie and youth – or full of camaraderie and youth in an East Village that is as full of Chase banks and Starbucks as the Upper West Side, or anywhere else in Manhattan.
This is going to make me sound ancient, but I remember Juhu Beach when there weren’t any buildings on it. You’d go through countryside and arrive at this amazing beach. I remember driving from Delhi to the Qutab Minar through countryside. Mehrauli was a little village – that’s all gone.
This is my favorite area in New York – the West Village is the heart of New York. I could never move somewhere else.
This is unexposed film of Greenwich Village because nothing ever happens there.
Tinder in the Olympic Village is next level. It’s all athletes! In the mountain village, it’s all athletes. It’s hilarious.
Two days after the Boston marathon bombings, there was a drone strike in Yemen attacking a peaceful village, which killed a target who could very easily have been apprehended. But, of course, it is just easier to terrorise people. The drones are a terrorist weapon; they not only kill targets but also terrorise other people.
Under pressure, people admit to murder, setting fire to the village church or robbing a bank, but never to being bores.
Until I was four years old I lived in the house of my paternal grandfather, about two miles from the pretty little village of Wallace, at the mouth of the river of that name.
Until the end of elementary school, I lived in a suburban area, so the type of village I used to live in is borderline between village and the city, so I’m familiar with the rustic environment.
Until the Nineteen-Eighties, when Deng Xiaoping designated the area as China’s first special economic zone, Shenzhen had been a tiny fishing village. Suddenly, eleven million people appeared, seemingly out of nowhere; factories sprang up, often housed in hastily constructed tower blocks.
Very much like that, and very much a loner, do you know and I didn’t fit really into sport or all kind of group activities as a kid, I couldn’t find a niche. And music was not really part of the kind of village curriculum it would, you know.
Village cricket spread fast through the land.
Watching an Amitabh Bachchan film in my village was a cinematic treat.
We are aware that globalization doesn’t mean global friendship but global competition and, therefore, conflict. That doesn’t mean we will all destroy each other, but it is no happy global village, either.
We did not had enough facilities in the village. My family was also not well off. There was no mat, no gym; we used to wrestle in the mud. It was very different from the national camps where I trained before the Commonwealth Games.
We had been reading about these beatniks who hung out or lived in Greenwich Village, and we wanted to find out what a ‘beatnik’ was, and so a friend and I went right to the source. What we learned, of course, was that beatniks were mostly artists.
We have been working with Habitat for Humanity and we have built eighty homes, 80% of which are being lived in by New Orleans’ musicians. It is called the Musicians’ Village and at the center is the Ellis Marsalis Center for Music.
We live in a global village. No country can live in isolation of others like Robinson Crusoe.
We lived in a farm village, and no one could afford to buy a car or to fly. We were envious. We couldn’t afford any toys. I couldn’t imagine making a real car.
We lived in the schoolhouse of the village school in Church Preen, in deepest Shropshire, and my mum was the schoolmistress. She taught the juniors, and one other teacher taught the infants. I went there from the age of three, no doubt as a form of childcare.
We need to become good citizens in the global village, instead of competing. What are we competing for – to drive more cars, eat more steaks? That will destroy the world.
What had brought me to New York in the autumn of 1972 was a letter of recommendation written by Norman Mailer, the author of ‘The Naked and the Dead’ and American literature’s leading heavyweight contender, to Dan Wolf, the delphic editor of ‘The Village Voice.’
What I particularly like about Broadway is the camaraderie and the friendship of other people in other shows. Everybody knows you’re opening and cares about you. There’s a real village atmosphere.
What was extraordinary about Occupy London was that it was a village with a louder voice than one of the biggest cities of the world.
When Edna O’Brien’s first novel, ‘The Country Girls,’ was published in 1960, her family and neighbors in the small Irish village where she was born tossed copies into a bonfire expressly set for that horrifying purpose.
When I become the village idiot, or at least, it starts to become a joke, you can’t do that much longer.
When I first started the show, I was known as the ‘cop nerd.’ I was in the 9th Precinct in the East Village every day. I’d be at work wearing a fake bulletproof vest with foam in it, then I’d leave and put on a real one to ride around with these guys.
When I first walked in to London, I was so overwhelmed by the village, the sheer volume of people. I was just so excited. You don’t know what to expect. So the level of excitement was almost draining, just taking everything in. I was so exhausted after I swam because of all the excitement in the build-up.
When I first worked in Zimbabwe, I was a complete novice. I was doing a study, and I continued to learn more and more through the years. And where I have learned most is in the village, from the communities.
When I have a chance to go back to my village, I always remind myself where I came from.
When I listen to hip-hop, it’s like no big difference how people sing in my village, ’cause bling would be their cow.
When I met my designs in the market of a remote village in the West Indies, or in the airport restaurant in Zurich, I felt like the mother of many well-behaved children.
When I moved to the East Village in the late seventies, I wanted to be a street performer, so I practiced daily. I never did work up the skills or the courage to perform on the street, though.
When I saw the rough cuts of ‘The Village of Peace,’ I was immediately intrigued and wanted to share this story on the global stage.
When I walked to school in the mornings I would start out alone but would pick up four other boys along the way. We would set out together after school across the village green.
When I was 5 years old, we had nothing in the village. One day, in front of my house, some soldiers in a big Cadillac started to do a picnic. I looked at them like they were coming from the moon. I remember they gave me a box of rice pudding – that, for me, was the American Dream.
When I was a kid growing up, I lived in a little rural village called Woolton Hill, and the nearest town was Newbury. No bands played anywhere near us, so as much as I wanted to be on the grid and in the loop, I never was.
When I was in college, I had a jazz radio show. I called it ‘Excursion on a Wobbly Rail,’ after a Cecil Taylor song. I used to run around the Village following Ornette Coleman wherever he played.
When I was in college, my whole goal was to write for the ‘Village Voice,’ and I think I was doing that by the time I was twenty-one or twenty, so everything else has kind of been gravy, you know?
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!
When I was in south Sudan, people used to rap in my village. But the rapping was more in the mother tongue, Nuer.
When I’m in town on Sundays, I sometimes go down to the Central Bar in the East Village to watch English football. But my natural inclination now is to get in the car with my wife and kids and get out of town.
When my friends talk about childhood, I’ve never heard of any cartoons or TV they remember. The only thing we share is Michael Jackson. That’s how far his music travelled – to a remote village on the other side of the world.
When students get into a great university, it’s a huge aspirational lift for their village. These students become beacons of hope.
When we got to the hotel, the Hawaiian Village, there were 500 screaming women there. The police were trying to keep the crowd back. It was very dangerous.
When we had free time in the Olympic Village, we got massages and rested while watching Netflix.
When we say, even in a global village, that all politics is local, we mean that national sovereignties are the only reliable source of political authority.
When you do ‘Mad Fat Diary’ or ‘The Village,’ you always learn about the particular time period, and that’s always nice for an actor.
Where I grew up, in a remote village at the back of a valley, the old still thought the dead needed attending to – a notion so universal, it’s enscribed in all religions. If you didn’t, they might exact revenge upon the living.
Where I live is about an hour and a half West of London. I live in the countryside… It’s a classic little village, and it’s idyllic in a lot of ways.
Where I lived, it was a cold mining place, a village called Dunston. The only time you saw a Rolls-Royce was when somebody died.
Who is a professional? A professional is someone who has a combination of competence, confidence and belief. A water diviner is a professional. A traditional midwife is a professional. A traditional bone setter is a professional. These are professionals all over the world. You find them in any inaccessible village around the world.
Why will I not give free service to my customers to get them used to mobile Internet, and to get every small town and village to use it? Everybody does promotions. In the internet world, free is normal.
Within my own life, I read all the beloved novels by lamps of vegetable oil; I saw the Standard Oil invading my own village, I saw gas lamps in the Chinese shops in Shanghai; and I saw their elimination by electric lights.
Working on a film, you don’t get time to develop rivalries, but the theatre is like a little village, and the differences between me, Lionel and Georgia grew.
Yes, I first visited Korphe village, Braldu valley, Baltistan, Pakistan, after failing to summit K2 in 1993, and met Haji Ali, a long time dear mentor and friend. My second visit to Korphe was in 1994.
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.
Yes, in my books I do edit myself to keep from becoming the Village Explainer.
Village quotes are a way to capture the essence of what it means to live in a village. They can be heartwarming, thought-provoking, and inspiring. If you’re looking for a more simple and connected way of life, then a village may be the perfect place for you.