The prairies were dust. Day after day, summer after summer, the scorching winds blew the dust and the sun was brassy in a yellow sky. Crop after crop failed. Again and again the barren land must be mortgaged for taxes… — Rose Wilder Lane Copy Share Image
As an American I am of course fundamentally opposed to democracy and to anyone advocating or defending democracy, which in theory and practice is… — Rose Wilder Lane Copy Share Image
“The only way to make me stand in line for half an hour to buy a spool of thread, or to make me spend… — Rose Wilder Lane Copy Share Image
I somehow always have this idea that as soon as I can get through this work that's piled up ahead of me, I'll really… — Rose Wilder Lane Copy Share Image
Anyone who says that economic security is a human right, has been to much babied. While he babbles, other men are risking and losing… — Rose Wilder Lane Copy Share Image
It was not seen that woman's place was in the home until she began to go out of it; the statement was a reply… — Rose Wilder Lane Copy Share Image
Our quilts were more than useful, they had the faint sentimentality of a pressed flower. And no more beauty. We did not value them… — Rose Wilder Lane Copy Share Image
Nothing whatever but the constitutional law, the political structure, of these United States protects any American from arbitrary seizure of his property and his… — Rose Wilder Lane Copy Share Image
The need for Government is the need for force; where force is unnecessary, there is no need for Government. — Rose Wilder Lane Copy Share Image
Plants and animals repeat routine, but men who are not restrained will go into the future like explorers into a new country. — Rose Wilder Lane Copy Share Image
Houses are the abiding joys; they are the most emotion-stirring of all things. An automobile is regarded with fond affection, a typewriter becomes the… — Rose Wilder Lane Copy Share Image
“To know the everlasting majority attitude toward new uses of productive energy, remember that your great-grandfather did not believe that railroads were possible. At… — Rose Wilder Lane Copy Share Image
