Be Briton still to Britain true, Among oursel's united; For never but by British hands Maun British wrangs be righted.

There are no points of the compass on the chart of true patriotism.

Our country--whether bounded by the St. John's and the Sabine, or however otherwise bounded or described, and be the measurements more or less;--still our country, to be cherished in all our hearts, and to be defended by all our hands.

And have they fixed the where, and when? And shall Trelawny die? Here's thirty thousand Cornish men Will know the reason why!

I’ve never really understood national pride, or even ethnic pride. It should be more about pride at being a human and living on this planet with fellow humans surely, let’s widen the parameters a bit

To believe that patriotism will not flourish if patriotic ceremonies are voluntary ... is to make an unflattering estimate of the appeal of our institutions to free minds.