I'm from Oregon. This is a town of no. I say no to a lot of things, and I get told no for a lot of things. Sometimes there's a yes, and you hope you see something in it.
I come from Main Street, from a small town that's really depressed.
The work of God can only be carried on by the power of God. The key is not $, organization, cleverness or education. No matter the society or culture, the city or town, God has never lacked the power to work through available people to glorify his name.
The library is every child's lighthouse. It is every person's sanctuary. It is every town and county's fortress in the face of ignorance, intrusion and bad behavior.
Los Angeles is a very transient town. It's the only place I know where you can actually rent a dog.
I'm kind of the town pump. I think I have a pretty good ear for what sounds good in this style.
If you want to pray at a town hall meeting or a school board meeting or in the halls of Congress, that ought to be acceptable in the United States.
If we got rid of everybody in Washington who sold access for donations, then the town would be empty. But it's unseemly.
In the time of Spanish rule, and for many years afterwards, the town of Sulaco--the luxuriant beauty of the orange gardens bears witness to its antiquity--had never been commercially anything more important than a coasting port with a fairly large local trade in ox-hides and indigo.
I was looking for some way to put my music to some service on a nightly basis. You go into a town, you play a little music, you leave something behind. That idea connected us to the local community. It was a very simple idea, but it really resonated with me.
I was born in Glasgow. But my family is pretty much from a little town called Paisley, famous for its cotton mills and paisley pattern.
I wanted to go to Portland because it's a really good book town.
I can't imagine being anything creative in a major town because everybody's doing the same exact thing you're doing. How can you not get confused about what you yourself are doing?
I don't dance like I used to, but I'm moving and I'll be doing my form of dance at Town Hall. . . I hit my limitations but I learn to work with what I've got.
But after Mr. Evers got shot a week ago, lot a colored folk is frustrated in this town. Especially the younger ones, who ain't built up a callus yet.
I think I knew acting was what I wanted to do. But I was from this small town and there was no place for an adult to recognise it.
Such a lot of guns around town and so few brains!
Every small town that I had ever been to had had a caboose.
I was surprised when shortly after New Year's Day of 1983, the Governor of Texas summoned me to his office, because I hadn't been aware that he knew I was in town.
I see the rodeo's in town again.
