“ A great city is really a helpless mass. Everything it uses is carried to it. ”
Henry Ford, My Life and Work (1922). copy citation
| Author | Henry Ford |
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| Source | My Life and Work |
| Topic | city mass |
| Date | 1922 |
| Language | English |
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| Weblink | http://www.gutenberg.org/cache/epub/7213/pg7213-images.html |
Context
“You will find the smaller communities living along in unison with the seasons, having neither extreme poverty nor wealth—none of the violent plagues of upheave and unrest which afflict our great populations. There is something about a city of a million people which is untamed and threatening. Thirty miles away, happy and contented villages read of the ravings of the city! A great city is really a helpless mass. Everything it uses is carried to it. Stop transport and the city stops. It lives off the shelves of stores. The shelves produce nothing. The city cannot feed, clothe, warm, or house itself. City conditions of work and living are so artificial that instincts sometimes rebel against their unnaturalness.”
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