Oliver Evans famous quotes

The time will come when people will travel in stages moved by steam engines from one city to another, almost as fast as birds can fly, 15 or 20 miles an hour….
-- Oliver Evans

#Cities #People #Bird

It frequently happens that two persons, reasoning right on a mechanical subject, think alike and invent the same thing without any communication with each other.
-- Oliver Evans

#Communication #Thinking #Two

People did not even then like to eat dirt, if they could see it.
-- Oliver Evans

#People #Dirt

A carriage will start from Washington in the morning, the passengers will breakfast at Baltimore, dine at Philadelphia, and sup in New York the same day.... Engines will drive boats 10 or 12 miles an hour, and there will be hundreds of steamers running on the Mississippi, as predicted years ago.
-- Oliver Evans

#Running #Morning #New York

If a family is an expression of continuity through biology, a city is an expression of continuity through will amd imagination? through mental choices making artifice, not through physical reproduction.

I prefer the countryside to cities. This is also true of my films: I have made more films in rural societies, and villages, than in towns.

To be a husbandman, is but a retreat from the city; to be a philosopher, from the world; or rather, a retreat from the world, as it is man's, into the world, as it is God's.

God the first garden made, and the first city Cain.

There's the South Pole, said Christopher Robin, and I expect there's an East Pole and a West Pole, though people don't like talking about them.

I have known some quite good people who were unhappy, but never an interested person who was unhappy.

People who deal with life generously and large-heartedly go on multiplying relationships to the end.

All I know of birds to this date is that sparrows are the ones that are not pigeons.

Every true writer is like a bird; he repeats the same song, the same theme, all his life. For me, this theme as always been revolt.

You've built your homeyou've fledged your birdsyou've beaten the windwith your bonesyou've finished alonewhat no one began