Quotes About Nationalism

We must not be the world's policeman, and we must be very cautious about deploying our military forces to resolve others' internal problems. But we must also use every nonmilitary instrument of power we possess to promote freedom and encourage reform, with friends as well as rivals, because these objectives serve our national interest.

The pastors and professors who gave their enthusiastic support to Hitler all were marked by a particularly intense nationalism. Furthermore, this nationalism justified in their minds any number of compromised values.

Although both my grandfathers encountered ethnic prejudice, they viewed this as an aberration—a failure of some Americans to live up to the nation's ideals. It did not dawn on them to blame the bad behavior of some Americans on America itself. On the contrary, America in their eyes was a land of unsurpassed blessing. It was a nation of which they were proud and happy to become citizens.

the Yankee dollar and Confederate dumbness combined to heal the wounds of four years of fratricidal strife. . .

But I said 'no' flat to that. 'They may be all right—I'm not saying they're not—but no London street Arabs for me,' I said. 'Give me a native born at least. There'll be a risk, no matter who we get. But I'll feel easier in my mind and sleep sounder at nights if we get a born Canadian.

In this twentieth century, people are judged according to their nation. The people of a powerful nation are people; the people of a weak nation are dogs.

Tengo muy buen tino y muy mal carácter, capitán, El próximo tiro es para usted y le aseguro que puedo dispararle antes de que me maten, así es que mejor nos vamos respetando, porque si nos morimos, yo no le voy a hacer falta a nadie, pero de seguro la nación sí sentiría mucho su pérdida, ¿o no es así? Realmente

A diferencia del estalinismo y otras dictaduras que se apropiaron, sin más, del poder, el nazismo se sustentó en una base popular.

To these internal pressures we are gracefully adding by direct encouragement, the rigour of a nationalism based in a fanatical religion. I personally admire it, but never forget that it is a fighting religion with no metaphysics, only an ethic.

A puritan culture's conception of art is something which will endorse its morality and flatter its patriotism. Nothing else.

A sad figure (Bush) ' not too well educated, who doesn't get out of America much. He's leading the country towards Fascism.

Australia, Australia, we love you from the heart. The kidneys, the liver & the giblets too. And every other part.

The man of science, the artist, the philosopher are attached to their nations as much as the day-laborer and the merchant.

A nation is a society united by a delusion about its ancestry and by common hatred of its neighbours.

All the pale horses of the apocalypse have stormed through my life, revolution, starvation, devaluation of currency and terror, epidemics, emigration; I have seen the great ideologies of the masses grow and spread out before my eyes. Fascism in Italy, National Socialism in Germany, Bolshevism in Russia, and, above all, that archpestilence, nationalism, which poisoned our flourishing European culture.

As a nation, we began by declaring that 'all men are created equal.' We now practically read it 'all men are created equal, except negroes.' When the Know-Nothings get control, it will read 'all men are created equal, except negroes, and foreigners, and Catholics.' When it comes to this I should prefer emigrating to some country where they make no pretense of loving liberty – to Russia, for instance, where despotism can be taken pure, and without the base alloy of hypocrisy.

Worse than traitors in arms are the men who, pretending loyalty to the flag, feast and fatten on the misfortunes of the nation.

The real national dish of the French right now-the cheap available food-is couscous. But North African cooking remains segregated in couscous parlours and has not been brought into the main current. A fossilised metropolitan tradition, yet what took its place was a sentimental nationalism.

The logic of nationalism always flows downhill, toward the gutter.

What foreigners saw as insolence, Britons knew as freedom.

Filled with self-pity and calling himself "a man who had given up his life for his country and for Africa," he

In his Hymn to the Love of the Motherland, written after the first partition of Poland, Bishop Ignacy Krasicki, a Voltairian and no friend of the confederates, extolled the 'delights' of suffering and dying in the cause. Paoli

Young men rushed to enlist, not just to have a go at the British, but also to assert the intellectual supremacy of Enlightenment France.

Nationalism had now replaced neighborliness.