“Where the wild savage roves, and the broad prairies spread,
The fallen — despised — will again go ahead.”

“O Canada! Where pines and maples grow.
Great prairies spread and lordly rivers flow.
How dear to us thy broad domain,
From East to Western Sea,
Thou land of hope for all who toil!
Thou True North, strong and free!”

“Oh, no man knows
Through what wild centuries
Roves back the rose.”

“Of all our infirmities, the most savage is to despise our being.”

“The secret of writing comedy is to know where it's all going, then get ahead of it.”

“Forc'd from their homes, a melancholy train,
To traverse climes beyond the western main;
Where wild Oswego spreads her swamps around,
And Niagara stuns with thundering sound.”

“Through torrid tracts with fainting steps they go,
Where wild Altama murmurs to their woe.”

“You come to us and tell us that the great cities are in favor of the gold standard; we reply that the great cities rest upon our broad and fertile prairies. Burn down your cities and leave our farms, and your cities will spring up again as if by magic; but destroy our farms and the grass will grow in the streets of every city in the country.”

“The missionaries go forth to Christianize the savages - as if the savages weren't dangerous enough already.”

“I wish I were a girl again, half-savage and hardy, and free.”