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I am not a Virginian but an American.
I am not a Virginian but an American.
Our country is wherever we are well off.
[Lat., Patria est, ubicunque est bene.]
Our country is wherever we are well off.
[Lat., Patria est, ubicunque est bene.]
American is the crucible of God. It is the melting pot where all
the races are fusing and reforming read more
American is the crucible of God. It is the melting pot where all
the races are fusing and reforming . . . these are the fires of
God you've come to. . . . Into the crucible with you all. God is
making the American.
In Dr. Johnson's famous dictionary, patriotism is defined as the last refuge of a scoundrel. With all due respect to read more
In Dr. Johnson's famous dictionary, patriotism is defined as the last refuge of a scoundrel. With all due respect to an enlightened but inferior lexicographer, I beg to submit that it is the first.
Heroism on command, senseless violence, and all the loathsome
nonsense that goes by the name of patriotism - how read more
Heroism on command, senseless violence, and all the loathsome
nonsense that goes by the name of patriotism - how passionately I
hate them!
Hear me profess sincerely: had I a dozen sons, each in my love
alike, and none less dear than read more
Hear me profess sincerely: had I a dozen sons, each in my love
alike, and none less dear than thine and my good Marcius, I had
rather have eleven die nobly for their country than one
voluptuously surfeit out of action.
Love of country is like love of woman--he loves her best who seeks to bestow on her the highest good.
Love of country is like love of woman--he loves her best who seeks to bestow on her the highest good.
Our land is the dearer of our sacrifices. The blood of our
martyrs sanctifies and enriches it. Their spirit read more
Our land is the dearer of our sacrifices. The blood of our
martyrs sanctifies and enriches it. Their spirit passes into
thousands of hearts. How costly is the progress of the race. It
is only by the giving of life that we can have life.
Who would not be that youth? What pity is it
That we can die but once to save our read more
Who would not be that youth? What pity is it
That we can die but once to save our country!
