Life is action and passion; therefore it is required of a man that he should share the passion and action of the time, at peril of being judged not to have lived.
Passion is the mob of the man, that commits a riot upon his reason.
Passion is universal humanity. Without it religion, history, romance and art would be useless.
O, to bring back the great Homeric time, The simple manners and the deed sublime: When the wise Wanderer, often foiled by Fate, Through the long furrow drave the ploughshare straight.
Some say that the age of chivalry is past, that the spirit of romance is dead. The age of chivalry is never past so long as there is a wrong left unredressed on earth.
Man... cannot learn to forget, but hangs on the past: however far or fast he runs, that chain runs with him.
Beware the fury of a patient man.
The unbought grace of life, the cheap defence of nations, the nurse of manly sentiment and heroic enterprise, is gone!
Heroism on command, senseless violence, and all the loathsome nonsense that goes by the name of patriotism - how passionately I hate them!
'Twas for the good of my country that I should be abroad. Anything for the good of one's country--I'm a Roman for that.
Our country is the world--our countrymen are all mankind.
That man is little to be envied, whose patriotism would not gain force upon the plain of Marathon, or whose piety would not grow warmer among the runs of Iona.
A man who won't die for something is not fit to live.
And how can man die better Than facing fearful odds, For the ashes of his fathers And the temples of his gods?
There are many different voice and languages; but there is but one voice of the peoples when you are declared to be the true "Father of your country." [Lat., Vox diversa sonat: populorum est vox tamen una, Cum verus Patriae diceris esse Pater.]
The whole earth is the brave man's country. [Lat., Omne solum forti patria est.]
If I were an American, as I am an Englishman, while a foreign troop was landed in my country I never would lay down my arms,--never! never! never!
A brave man's country is wherever he chooses his abode. [Lat., Patria est ubicumque vir fortis sedem elegerit.]
A healthy nation is as unconscious of its nationality as a healthy man of his bones. But if you break a nation's nationality it will think of nothing else but getting it set again.
You'll never have a quiet world till you knock the patriotism out of the human race.
It is the patriotic duty of every man to lie for his country.
Our true nationality is mankind.
A man who is good enough to shed his blood for his country is good enough to be given a square deal afterwards. More than that no man is entitled to, and less than that no man shall have.
A man's feet must be planted in his country, but his eyes should survey the world.
Breathes there the man with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land!