Weasel words from mollycoddles will never do when the day demands prophetic clarity from greathearts. Manly men must emerge for this hour of trial.
The first duty of an American citizen, then, is that he shall work in politics.
While President, I have been President – emphatically.
Our flag is a proud flag, and it stands for liberty and civilization. Where it has once floated, there must be no return to tyranny.
Where a trust becomes a monopoly the state has an immediate right to interfere.
It is character that counts in a nation as in a man.
We do not admire a man of timid peace.
There is but one answer to terrorism and it is best delivered with a Winchester rifle.
All contributions by corporations to any political committee or for any political purpose should be forbidden by law.
Never trust a man who says he is only a little crooked, and that the crookedness is exercised in your interest.
It pays no matter what comes after it, to try and do things, to accomplish things in this life and not merely to have a soft and pleasant time.
I do not intend that our natural resources shall be exploited by the few against the interests of the many.
The little owls call to each other with tremulous, quavering voices throughout the livelong night, as they sit in the creaking trees.
I wish that all Americans would realize that American politics is world politics.
While my interest in natural history has added very little to my sum of achievement, it has added immeasurably to my sum of enjoyment in life.
I do not believe that any man can adequately appreciate the world of to-day unless he has some knowledge of – a little more than a slight knowledge, some feeling for and of – the history of the world of the past.
A grove of giant redwood or sequoias should be kept just as we keep a great and beautiful cathedral.
Nothing could be more lonely and nothing more beautiful than the view at nightfall across the prairies to these huge hill masses, when the lengthening shadows had at last merged into one and the faint after-glow of the red sunset filled the west.
Rough board shelves hold a number of books, without which some of the evenings would be long indeed.
I feel most emphatically that we should not turn into shingles a tree which was old when the first Egyptian conqueror penetrated to the valley of the Euphrates.