Quotes About Country

The only politics in this country that's relevant to black people today is the politics of revolution... none other.

The notion that a radical is one who hates his country is naïve and usually idiotic. He is, more likely, one who likes his country more than the rest of us, and is thus more disturbed than the rest of us when he sees it debauched. He is not a bad citizen turning to crime; he is a good citizen driven to despair.

I only have one desire, the ultimate desire is to make our country completely independent, our people completely free, all compatriots have food to eat, clothes to wear, anyone can study.

Freedom for my people, independence for my country, that's all I want, all I understand.

No foreigner has a place asking another people, another country, to change their constitution.

What a sordid tradition of violence we have in our country—and what an alarming record of assassinations and assassination attempts.

The best-dressed woman is one whose clothes wouldn't look too strange in the country.

The wayward morality of the country's "flaming youth" was blamed, at least in part, on their easy access to enclosed automobiles, which one outraged critic described as "bordellos on wheels.

My country!" said George, with a strong and bitter emphasis; "what country have I, but the grave,—and I wish to God that I was laid there!

My country again! Mr. Wilson, you have a country; but what country have I, or any one like me, born of slave mothers? What laws are there for us? We don't make them,—we don't consent to them,—we have nothing to do with them; all they do for us is to crush us, and keep us down.

She was bred in old Kentucky, Where the meadow grass is blue, There's the sunshine of the country, In her face and manner too; She was bred in old Kentucky, Take her boy, you're mighty lucky, When you marry a girl like Sue.

He had one of those good country voices: part drunk, part hound dog, part angel.

He wasn't sure if his parents would be proud that their child had served his country or not.  There had always been something unnatural about parents burying their children.

It would impress him!" "Do you think so?" Lord Howley brightened. "Oh,yes,he loves it when people tell him how to run the country.

We still have your watch.You can have it back tonight.All you need to do is sneak up after dinner, set the tower, and flee the country. Agreed? Azalea burned with embarrassment as Bramble folded the napkin around the pencil and passed it to Lord Bradford with the rolls. Lord Bradford took it and unfolded it in his lap.His dark eyebrows rose a fraction of an inch. Then he folded the napkin and placed it under his plate. Bramble's yellow-green eyes narrowed.

We still have your watch. You can have it back tonight. All you need to do is sneak up after dinner, set the tower, and flee the country. Agreed?

Annual Report of the Department of Education, 1928-9: Mortality rate 3.5 per thousand. This rate is somewhat higher than that for the country as a whole. Medical officers make quarterly inspections of all pupils and special attention is given to delicate pupils. Numbers under detention 6,515. Seven boys and sixteen girls died.

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What is love of one's country; is it hate of one's uncountry? Then it's not a good thing. Is it simply self-love? That's a good thing, but one mustn't make a virtue of it, or a profession.

In Vietnamese, the word for water and the word for a nation, a country and a homeland are one and the same: nu'o'c.

And I'm proud to be an American, where at least I know I'm free. And I won't forget the men who died, who gave that right to me.

But it is possible to create a society in which everybody is given not equal rewards, but equal opportunities, and where rewards vary not in accordance with the ownership of property, but with the worth of a person's contribution to that society. In other words, society should make it worth people's while to give their best to the country. This is the way to progress.

The cities were sucking all the life of the country into themselves and destroying it. Men were no longer individuals but units in a vast machine, all cut to one pattern, with the same tastes and ideas, the same mass-produced education that did not educate but only pasted a veneer of catchwords over ignorance. Why do you want to bring that back?

But the law is an odd thing. For instance, one country in Europe has a law that requires all its bakers to sell bread at the exact same price. A certain island has a law that forbids anyone from removing its fruit. And a town not too far from where you live has a law that bars me from coming within five miles of its borders.