But often, in the world’s most crowded streets, But often, in the din of strife, There rises an unspeakable desire After the… — Matthew Arnold Copy Share Image
I have sat through an Italian opera, til, for sheer pain, and inexplicable anguish, I have rushed out into the noisiest places… — Charles Lamb Copy Share Image
There are gems of wondrous brightness Ofttimes lying at our feet, And we pass them, walking thoughtless, Down the busy, crowded street.… — Rudyard Kipling Copy Share Image
Numbers have dehumanized us. Over breakfast coffee we read of 40,000 American dead in Vietnam. Instead of vomiting, we reach for the… — Dalton Trumbo Copy Share Image
The filth and noise of the crowded streets soon destroy the elasticity of health which belongs to the country boy. — Rutherford B. Hayes Copy Share Image
Life is like walking along a crowded street--there always seem to be fewer obstacles to getting along on the opposite pavement--and yet,… — Thomas Huxley Copy Share Image
