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May 01, 2011 07:23PM

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Did you not read the "only kidding" part? Sheesh!
I'm really good at ignoring what I don't want to see. :) Besides, aren't you supposed to be at work?

from page 29: The bond of language is perhaps the strongest and most lasting that can unite men.
from page 52: One can not concieve of men eternally unequal among themselves on one point alone, equal on all others; they will therefore arrive in a given time at being equal on all.
Now I know of only two manners of making equality reign in the political world: rights must be given to each citizen or to no one.
from page 62: In all that concerns the duties of citizens among themselves, he has therefore become a subject. In all that regards only himself he has remained master: he is free and owes an account of his actions only to God.

When a people begins to touch the electoral qualification, one can forsee that it will sooner or later make it disappear completely. That is one of the most invariable rules that govern societies. As one moves the limit of electoral rights back, one feels the need to move it back more; for after each new concession, t5he forces of democracy increase and its demads grow with its new power....the exception finally becomes the rule; concessions succed each other relentlessly and there is no stopping until they have arrived at universal sufferage.


"how it was so she could see the world a little blurry on purpose, that a lot of people go through their lives without being able to see clearly, and who did she think she was to everything perfectly?"
From A Walk in the Woods:
And so we walked. We walked up mountains and through high, forgotten hollows, along lonesome ridges with long views of more ridges, over grassy balds and down rocky, twisting, jarring descents, and through mile after endless mile of dark, deep, silent woods, on a wandering trail eighteen inches wide and marked with rectangular white blazes (two inches wide, six long) slapped at intervals on the grey-barked trees. Walking is that we did.
And so we walked. We walked up mountains and through high, forgotten hollows, along lonesome ridges with long views of more ridges, over grassy balds and down rocky, twisting, jarring descents, and through mile after endless mile of dark, deep, silent woods, on a wandering trail eighteen inches wide and marked with rectangular white blazes (two inches wide, six long) slapped at intervals on the grey-barked trees. Walking is that we did.
From Chains:
"Easy on," she said as I regained my balance. "You're no good to me with a cracked head."
Three soldiers wearing homespun shirts and carrying muskets walked past the window, laughing loudly.
"I wish they'd all go home," Becky muttered. "Soldiers is a nuisance."
"You don't like the rebels?" I asked.
Becky put a finger to her lips and pulled me away from the window. "Listen to me good. Them that feeds us" -- she pointed upstairs -- "they're Loyalists, Tories. That means we're Tories, too, understand?
"Easy on," she said as I regained my balance. "You're no good to me with a cracked head."
Three soldiers wearing homespun shirts and carrying muskets walked past the window, laughing loudly.
"I wish they'd all go home," Becky muttered. "Soldiers is a nuisance."
"You don't like the rebels?" I asked.
Becky put a finger to her lips and pulled me away from the window. "Listen to me good. Them that feeds us" -- she pointed upstairs -- "they're Loyalists, Tories. That means we're Tories, too, understand?
Books mentioned in this topic
Chains (other topics)A Walk in the Woods: Rediscovering America on the Appalachian Trail (other topics)
Stitch of Courage: A Woman's Fight for Freedom (other topics)
Democracy in America (other topics)