“who will tend the farm museums who will dust the day belongings? ”
“The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena: whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood... and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly.”
“I am a man who belongs to nobody and who belongs to everybody.”
“For those who belong nowhere, and for those who belong to one place too much to belong anywhere else.”
“Life did not intend to make us perfect. Whoever is perfect belongs in a museum. ”
“Poverty does not belong in civilized human society. Its proper place is in a museum. That's where it will be.”