The soil of their native land is dear to all the hearts of mankind.
What I learned on the road. Above all else - to love my native land.
Our native land charms us with inexpressible sweetness, and never never allows us to forget that we belong to it. [Lat., Nescio qua natale solum dulcedine captos Ducit, et immemores non sinit esse sui.]
There is no place in this world warmer than our native land.
The love for our native land strengthens our individual and national character.
Dreams are our only geography—our native land.
I was not born for one corner. The whole world is my native land.
What greater grief than the loss of one's native land.
I am a product of my native land, Tuscany, Italy.
Breathes there the man with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land.
What is this you call property? It cannot be the earth, for the land is our mother, nourishing all her children, beasts, birds, fish and all men. The woods, the streams, everything on it belongs to everybody and is for the use of all. How can one man say it belongs only to him?
One's native land!?there should one live! there die!
We do not inherit the earth from our ancestors; we borrow it from our children
The land is sacred. These words are at the core of your being. The land is our mother, the rivers our blood. Take our land away and we die. That is, the Indian in us dies.
O, beautiful and grand, My own, my native land! Of thee I boast: Great empire of the west, The dearest and the best, Made up of all the rest, I love thee most.
We do not own the freshness of the air or the sparkle of the water. How can you buy them from us?
Treat the earth well: it was not given to you by your parents, it was loaned to you by your children. We do not inherit the Earth from our Ancestors, we borrow it from our Children.
Cling to thy native land, for it is the land of thy fathers?
I would not change my native landFor rich Peru with all her gold
It is only in the mountains that I can fully appreciate my existence as a man in America, and my own native land
We know our lands have now become more valuable. The white people think we do not know their value; but we know that the land is everlasting, and the few goods we receive for it are soon worn out and gone.
This war did not spring up on our land, this war was brought upon us by the children of the Great Father who came to take our land without a price, and who, in our land, do a great many evil things... This war has come from robbery - from the stealing of our land.
Despite those titles, power, and pelf, The wretch, concentred all in self, Living, shall forfeit fair renown, And, doubly dying, shall go down To the vile dust, from whence he sprung, Unwept, unhonor'd, and unsung.
When I was a boy, the Sioux owned the world. The sun rose and set on their land; they sent ten thousand men to battle. Where are the warriors today? Who slew them? Where are our lands? Who owns them?
To a wise man, the whole earth is open; for the native land of a good soul is the whole earth.
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