Patriotism And Nationalism Quotes by Charles de Gaulle, Oscar Wilde, Bertrand Russell, George Orwell, William Ralph Inge, Gustave Herve and many others.
Patriotism is when love of your own people comes first; nationalism, when hate for people other than your own comes first.
Patriotism is the virtue of the vicious.
Patriots always talk of dying for their country and never of killing for their country.
Patriotism is usually stronger than class hatred, and always stronger than internationalism.
Nationalism is power hunger tempered by self-deception.
A nation is a society united by a delusion about its ancestry and by common hatred of its neighbours.
Patriotism is a superstition, one far more injurious, brutal and inhumane than religion.
My kind of loyalty was loyalty to one’s country, not to its institutions or its office-holders.
Conceit, arrogance, and egotism are the essentials of patriotism.
Men love their country, not because it is great, but because it is their own.
Patriotism is a kind of religion; it is the egg from which wars are hatched.
The earth is but one country and mankind its citizens.
It’s only important to differentiate between patriotism and nationalism. I speak of enlightened patriotism.
The love of one’s country is a splendid thing. But why should love stop at the border?
One of the great attractions of patriotism – it fulfills our worst wishes. In the person of our nation we are able, vicariously, to bully and cheat. Bully and cheat, what’s more, with a feeling that we are profoundly virtuous.
True patriotism hates injustice in its own land more than anywhere else.
The difference between patriotism and nationalism is that the patriot is proud of his country for what it does, and the nationalist is proud of his country no matter what it does; the first attitude creates a feeling of responsibility, but the second a feeling of blind arrogance that leads to war.
You’ll never have a quiet world till you knock the patriotism out of the human race.
This topic brings me to that worst outcrop of herd life, the military system, which I abhor… This plague-spot of civilization ought to be abolished with all possible speed. Heroism on command, senseless violence, and all the loathsome nonsense that goes by the name of patriotism — how passionately I hate them!
Just as love for one individual which excludes the love for others is not love, love for one’s country which is not part of one’s love for humanity is not love, but idolatrous worship.
The nationalist not only does not disapprove of atrocities committed by his own side, but he has a remarkable capacity for not even hearing about them.
One of the great attractions of patriotism
I have no country to fight for; my country is the earth, and I am a citizen of the world.
Can anything be stupider than that a man has the right to kill me because he lives on the other side of a river and his ruler has a quarrel with mine, though I have not quarrelled with him?
Patriot: the person who can holler the loudest without knowing what he is hollering about.
A man’s country is not a certain area of land, of mountains, rivers, and woods, but it is a principle and patriotism is loyalty to that principle.
Men in authority will always think that criticism of their policies is dangerous. They will always equate their policies with patriotism, and find criticism subversive.
Patriotism is the last refuge of the sculptor.
In the beginning of a change the patriot is a scarce man, and brave, and hated and scorned. When his cause succeeds, the timid join him, for then it costs nothing to be a patriot.
There is a higher form of patriotism than nationalism, and that higher form is not limited by the boundaries of one’s country; but by a duty to mankind to safeguard the trust of civilization.
During times of war, hatred becomes quite respectable even though it has to masquerade often under the guise of patriotism.
Patriotism is a lively sense of collective responsibility.
Patriotism consists not in waving the flag, but in striving that our country shall be righteous as well as strong.
It is lamentable, that to be a good patriot one must become the enemy of the rest of mankind.
Heroism on command, senseless violence, and all the loathsome nonsense that goes by the name of patriotism – how passionately I hate them!
Born in iniquity and conceived in sin, the spirit of nationalism has never ceased to bend human institutions to the service of dissension and distress.
It wants to be, and proclaims itself to be, ‘the greatest’, but greatness is not required of a country; only goodness is.
Each man must for himself alone decide what is right and what is wrong, which course is patriotic and which isn’t. You cannot shirk this and be a man.
Patriotism is often an arbitrary veneration of real estate above principles.
Safety is the last refuge of the scoundrel!
Our hearts where they rocked our cradle, Our love where we spent our toil, And our faith, and our hope, and our honor, We pledge to our native soil. God gave all men all earth to love, But since our hearts are small, Ordained for each one spot should prove Beloved over all.
