Augustus Foster Quotes

I'm tired of being labelled anti-American because I ask questions.

Canadian, adj. and n. An anti-American American.

I have defined the hundred per cent American as ninety-nine per cent an idiot.

Without an ugly America to loathe, there is no automatic esteem to receive. Thus liberalism's unrelenting current of anti-Americanism.

These people hate the United States, not for what we do, but for who we are and what we are.

There is a fuzzy but real distinction that can and I believe should be made, between patriotism, which is attachment to a way of life, and nationalism, which is the insistence that your way of life deserves to rule over other ways of life.

Maybe it's because I'm English, but in terms of how people perceive us I only pick up on the negative side of it.

Bond reflected that good Americans were fine people and that most of them seemed to come from Texas.

Yet another thing Canadians and Europeans have in common is an obsession with the United States, and with distinguishing themselves from it, often by crude stereotyping.

Who cares about that stuff? This is America, not Jerusalem. I'm an American. Let Harry be a Jew.

I'm very American.

There's intense national feeling in America that could be called patriotism.

I am an American in every fiber of my body and in every heartbeat.

Well, I think when you come here and wave a Mexican flag in our face in a country that's giving a lot of these people an opportunity that they've never had before, I think a lot of Americans are insulted, whether they're first-, second-, third-, fourth- or fifth-generation Americans.

All nationalism is based on racism and hate. I'm Scottish; I was born in Scotland, as my parents, as my grandparents.

Every day at some point I encounter some sort of anti-American feeling.

Perhaps, after all, America never has been discovered. I myself would say that it had merely been detected.

Where is the true-hearted American whose cheek does not tingle with shame to see our highest and most courted foreign missions filled by men of foreign birth to the exclusion of the native-born?

National pride may be a valuable possession, but when it becomes consciousness of racial superiority it ceases to be an Imperial virtue.

This sort of thing may be tolerated by the French, but we are British, thank God.

Intellectually I know that America is no better than any other country; emotionally I know America is better than every other country.

The bitter and agonizing fruit from the tree of nationality…

The English are an embarrassing and an ugly race—a lumpen and louty, coarse, unsubtle, beady-eyed, beefy-bummed herd.

In the four quarters of the globe, who reads an American book? Or goes to an American play? or looks at an American picture or statue? What does the world yet owe to American physicians or surgeons? What new substances have their chemists discovered? Or what old ones have they advanced? What new constellations have been discovered by the telescopes of Americans? Who drinks out of American glasses? Or eats from American plates? Or wears American coats or gowns? or sleeps in American blankets? Finally, under which of the old tyrannical governments of Europe is every sixth man a slave, whom his fellow-creatures may buy and sell and torture?

America must be kept American