“You see, boys forget what their country means by just reading The Land of the Free in history books. Then they get to be men they forget even more. Liberty's too precious a thing to be buried in books, Miss Saunders. Men should hold it up in front of them every single day of their lives and say: I'm free to think and to speak. My ancestors couldn't, I can, and my children will. Boys ought to grow up remembering that.”

“A free country? they asked. You should live so long. What's free about it, they reasoned, when the law forces you to educate your children and then endangers their lives to get them into school?”

“...the love of reading grows as on gets older, but I'm not so sure if the enthusiasm I brought to reading when I was a boy can ever be matched. Such was the influence of my mother, who never sat down without a book or magazine in her hands. I'm certain I watched her reading even before I was able to describe what I saw, and that image has stayed with me these many years.”

“wake up who cares about little boys that talk too much”

“There is no such thing as helplessness. It's just another word for giving up.”

“The Best Part Of Missing You Is, "I Recall Every Single Moment Spent With You."Bt The Worst Part Is,"I Miss You So Badly.”

“Anybody," said Johnny, carried away by his personal dream of Democracy, "can ride in one of the hansom cabs, provided," he qualified, "they get the money. So you can see what a free country we got here.""What's free about it if you have to pay?" asked Francie."It's free in this way: If you have the money you're allowed to ride in them no matter who you are. In the old countries, certain people aren't free to ride in them, even if they have the money.”