I don't even know what street Canada is on.
The beaver, which has come to represent Canada as the eagle does the United States and the lion Britain, is a flat-tailed, slow-witted, toothy rodent known to bite off it's own testicles or to stand under its own falling trees.
When I was crossing the border into Canada, they asked if I had any firearms with me. I said, 'Well, what do you need?'
Canada is like an old cow. The West feeds it. Ontario and Quebec milk it. And you can well imagine what it's doing in the Maritimes.
Canada is a country whose main exports are hockey players and cold fronts. Our main imports are baseball players and acid rain.
I always thought of this as God's country.
The US is our trading partner, our neighbour, our ally and our friend... and sometimes we'd like to give them such a smack!
When I'm in Canada, I feel this is what the world should be like.
Many Canadian nationalists harbour the bizarre fear that should we ever reject royalty, we would instantly mutate into Americans, as though the Canadian sense of self is so frail and delicate a bud, that the only thing stopping it from being swallowed whole by the US is an English lady in a funny hat.
I've been to Canada, and I've always gotten the impression that I could take the country over in about two days.
Canada is a place of infinite promise. We like the people, and if one ever had to emigrate, this would be the destination, not the U.S.A. The hills, lakes and forests make it a place of peace and repose of the mind, such as one never finds in the U.S.A.
Canada is the linchpin of the English-speakin g world
It is wonderful to feel the grandness of Canada in the raw.
Canadians are the people who learned to live without the bold accents of the natural ego-trippers of other lands.
Canadians have an abiding interest in surprising those Americans who have historically made little effort to learn about their neighbour to the North.
Whether we live together in confidence and cohesion; with more faith and pride in ourselves and less self-doubt and hesitation; strong in the conviction that the destiny of Canada is to unite, not divide; sharing in cooperation, not in separation or in conflict; respecting our past and welcoming our future.
If you don't think that your country should come before yourself, you can better serve your country by livin' someplace else.
I read and learned and fretted more about Canada after I left than I ever did while I was home. I absorbed anything I could on topics that ranged from Folklore to history to political mainifestos... I ranted and raved and seethed about things beyond my control. In short I acted like a Canadian.
Our hopes are high. Our faith in the people is great. Our courage is strong. And our dreams for this beautiful country will never die.
A Canadian is somebody who knows how to make love in a canoe.
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