I have an idea that some men are born out of their due place. Accident has cast them amid certain surroundings, but they have always a nostalgia for a home they know not. They are strangers at their birthplace, and the leafy lanes they have known from childhood or the populous streets in which they have played, remain but a place of passage. They may spend their whole lives aliens among their kindred and remain aloof among the only scenes they have ever knows. Perhaps it is this sense of strangeness that sends men far and wide in the search for something permanent, to which they may attach themselves. Perhaps some deep-rooted atavism urges the wanderer back to lands which his ancestors left in the dim beginnings of history. Sometimes a man hits upon a place to which he mysteriously feels that he belongs. Here is the home he sought, and he will settle amid scenes that he has never seen before, among men he has never known, as though they were familiar to him from his birth. Here at last he finds rest.
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'We don't want to be remembered as the generation that killed nature. Please act! But be patient. Activism takes time, but it's well worth it. Protest gently but forcefully. No one likes to be bullied and changes that come about due to heavy-handedness are usually short-lived and make little difference. Deep-rooted changes take time, and often it takes many efforts to accumulate the momentum that's needed to produce deep changes in attitude and heart that truly make a difference. It's important to listen to all views and master opponents' arguments. Only by knowing the tactics of your opponents can you mount a serious offense.'
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It takes a very deep-rooted opinion to survive unexpressed.
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A new kind of woman with deep-rooted values is changing the way we live. Market researchers call it neo-traditionalism. To us it's a woman who has found her identity in herself, her home, her family
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