No one loves his country for its size or eminence, but because it’s his own.
To preserve the life of citizens, is the greatest virtue in the father of his country.
I am not born from a single place. My country is the whole world.
Reagan is doing to the country what he can no longer do to his wife.
How dismal it is to see present day Americans yearning for the very orthodoxy that their country was founded to escape.
I still make sure to go, at least once every year, to a country where things cannot be taken for granted, and where there is either too much law and order or too little.
I’d always somehow felt slightly as if I’d been born in the wrong country.
What a country, and what a culture, when the liberals cry before they are hurt, and the reactionaries pose as brave nonconformists, while the radicals make a fetish of their own jokey irrelevance.
It’s a big mistake to think that your own cause, or your own country, or your own side has God in its corner. For one thing, it commits the sin of pride.
Unlike other countries, it was founded on written proclamations. America is an ideal as well as a republic. Its documents are open to revisions. They’re works in progress. There’s an invitation to participate.
In the country It seems as if every tree Said to me ‘Holy! Holy!’ Who can ever express The ecstasy of the woods! Almighty One, In the woods I am blessed. Happy every one in the woods. Every tree speaks through Thee. O God! What glory in the woodland.
I like pork chops and country ham, creamed potatoes, stuff like that. Redeye gravy. It comes from ham, bacon, stuff like that. It’s the grease that you fry it in. I eat a lot of Jell-O. Fruit Jell-O.
If you’re black in this country, if you’re a woman in this country, if you are any minority in this country at all, what could possibly possess you to vote Republican?
Every country is like a particular type of person. America is like a belligerent, adolescent boy, Canada is like an intelligent, 35 year old woman. Australia is like Jack Nicholson.
There was once a caustic comment from someone suggesting I was breeding a new race. Fans from different countries have married, amazing things like that. I’ve been to some of the weddings. I went to one here the other day, a pagan ceremony.
It was raining in the small, mountainous country of Llamedos. It was always raining in Llamedos. Rain was the country’s main export. It had rain mines.
Around it are those countries which, according to History, constitute the civilised world ie, a world that can support historians.
Rich, poor, Panhandle, Gulf, city, country, Texas is the obsession, the proper study, and the passionate possession of all Texans.
On all levels American society is rigged. I am troubled by the cynical immorality of my country. It cannot survive on this basis.
To the red country and part of the gray country of Oklahoma, the last rains came gently, and they did not cut the scarred earth.