A hero is someone who has given his or her life to something bigger than oneself.
My fellow Americans, ask not what your country can do for you, ask what you can do for your country.
On thy grave the rain shall fall from the eyes of a mighty nation!
The modern patriotism, the true patriotism, the only rational patriotism is loyalty to the Nation all the time, loyalty to the Government when it deserves it.
Let every nation know, whether it wishes us well or ill, that we shall pay any price, bear any burden, meet any hardship, support any friend, oppose any foe to assure the survival and the success of liberty.
The patriot's blood is the seed of Freedom's tree.
We shall pay any price, bear any burden, to assure the survival and the success of liberty.
The legacy of heroes is the memory of a great name and the inheritance of a great example.
I only regret that I have but one life to lose for my country.
They hover as a cloud of witnesses above this Nation.
I'm proud to be an American, where at least I know I'm free.
The brave die never, though they sleep in dust: Their courage nerves a thousand living men.
It is foolish and wrong to mourn the men who died. Rather we should thank God that such men lived.
With the tears a Land hath shed. Their graves should ever be green.
And they who for their country die shall fill an honored grave, for glory lights the soldier's tomb, and beauty weeps the brave.
How important it is for us to recognize and celebrate our heroes and she-roes!
I have never been able to think of the day as one of mourning; I have never quite been able to feel that half-masted flags were appropriate on Decoration Day. I have rather felt that the flag should be at the peak, because those whose dying we commemorate rejoiced in seeing it where their valor placed it. We honor them in a joyous, thankful, triumphant commemoration of what they did.
They are dead; but they live in each Patriot's breast, And their names are engraven on honor's bright crest.
Decoration Day is the most beautiful of our national holidays.... The grim cannon have turned into palm branches, and the shell and shrapnel into peach blossoms.
But the freedom that they fought for, and the country grand they wrought for, Is their monument to-day, and for aye.
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