This country is worth dying for.

In the face of impossible odds, people who love this country can change it.

It's a great country.

I care dearly for this country [USA]. I do love this country. I spend enough time overseas to realize that as bad as it is it's still probably about the best thing going. What kills me though is when I know it can be better.

Everyone always dies for his country. If you have lived in it, well and wisely and actively, you die for it too.

I’m a big believer that if America, if this country hasn’t broken your heart, then you don’t love her enough. Because there’s things that are savagely wrong in this country.

The first warm and developed country that has an easy and transparent process for renting citizenship is going to make a killing.

We live in the greatest country in the world, and we will never, ever, ever stop fighting.

So long as you are ready to die for Humanity, the life of your country is immortal.

And yet I loved this country, its color, its music, its warm friendships, its handsome cities so much older than those in the United States. I have often thought as I watched my wealthy friends enjoy their privileges that there was no country on earth where a young man of good family whose father had a government job from which he could steal a large amount of money could live better. Of course, he would have to blind himself to the gnawing poverty about him, but apparently that was easy, since so many did it.

Oh my country! How I love my country!

My heart is filled with love for this country.

When will my country die for me?

America... It is a fabulous country, the only fabulous country; it is the only place where miracles not only happen, but where they happen all the time.