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Kazakhstan is Mackinder's Heartland!
There is a fertile stretch of flat lands in Indiana where unagarian Eastern travelers, glancing from car windows, shudder and return their eyes to interior upholstery, preferring even the swaying comparisons of a Pullman to the monotony without.
The Irish are the niggers of Europe, lads.
Saumensch, du dreckiges - it's about time!
The Dutch look like a huge jar of marmalade.
The Imagi-Nation is a little country in your head. When you're young, you go there to play. When you get older, you go there to worry.
A country of inveterate, backwoods, thick-headed, egotistic philistines
Geliebten Lakaien are once again here with us. Lisa, Heddy, Henrietta, Peter, and Jean Pierre,
In matters of commerce the fault of the Dutch Is offering too little and asking too much. The French are with equal advantage content, So we clap on Dutch bottoms just twenty per cent.
Frenchman: Germans with good food.
I was always told that Hoosier came from when settlers in the state, when a stranger came on their property they'd say, "Who's there? Who's there?" So people that were from Indiana were the people that said "Who's there?" But what do I know? I don't read or interact with people outside the Internet.
O ineluctable superiority of northernness
I will always call Darmstadt, Indiana, home.
I that in heill wes and gladnes Am trublit now with gret seiknes And feblit with infermite: Timor Mortis conturbat me.* * Fear of Death troubles me.
The Duce will have Ethiopia, with or without the Ethiopians.
A happy people I call them still, whose peace and genuine morals have not been contaminated with European vices; and whose errorsare only the errors of ignorance, and not the rooted depravity of a pretended civilization, and a spurious and mock Christianity.
The French: a people who have used their sophisticated culture and beautiful language to bequeath to the world the sliced potato.
I would like a cappuccino," says Linus politely. "Thank you."
"Your name?"
"I'll spell it for you," he says. "Z-W-P-A-E-N
"
"What?" She stares at him, Sharpie in hand.
"Wait, I haven't finished. Double F-hyphen-T-J-U-S. It's an unusual name, Linus adds gravely. "It's Dutch.
We're from Rockford, Illinois, but we've always thought international.
I'm from Indiana. I know what you're thinking, Indiana ... Mafia. But in Indiana it's not like New York where everyone's like, 'We're from New York and we're the best' or 'We're from Texas and we like things big' it's more like 'We're from Indiana and we're gonna move.'
1. People who are
I am abroad in the night with my servants. We come to smoke the northern lights, to rape the Wendigo, to melt igloos with streams of hot, bloody piss. To see and see."
"Oh. You're a bit east.
If you look at the people on this train, you will see that they are dressed much alike. The train itself is a standard product, and by means of it we travel from town to town selling products which are messengers of internationalism.
Flemming Axmark, and Preben Hansen. The Royal Danish Ministry of Foreign Affairs. Copenhagen: Nordisk
There's nothing Dutch about my architecture.
The perswasion of the fortunate swaies the doubtfull.
The more I see of the Swedes, the more I am convinced that there is no kinder, simpler, and honester people in the world.
Greater Albania?!", this is a mockery of an unprecedented cynicism.
The deft white-stockinged dance in thick-soled
shoes! Denmark's sanctuaried Jews!
A relatively small and eternally quarrelsome country in Western Europe, fountainhead of rationalist political manias, militarily impotent, historically inglorious during the past century, democratically bankrupt, Communist-infiltrated from top to bottom.
The Netherlands is a wonderful country," said Sigerius. "If you're determined to be a bad egg, there's a great big professional circle of friends ready to help you. Whoever doesn't have the balls to just get out and work, but does have a criminal record, is given a nice subsidized job.
What the Danes left in Ireland were hens and weasels. And when the cock crows in the morning, the country people will always say 'It is for Denmark they are crowing. Crowing they are to be back in Denmark.'
The Ainu youth came upon a band of Ainu hunters passing through the area. "What is this area called?" he asked them.
"Do you really think this asshole of a terrain even deserves a name?" they replied.
WindClan territory
[On the Netherlands:] There is not a richer or more carefully tilled garden spot in the whole world than this leaky, springy little country.
Belgium is a country with a split personality.
These are some of the things for which we believe the American people owe no little gratitude to the Dutch; and these are the things for which today, speaking in the name of the American people, we venture to express their heartfelt thanks.
Belgium is the best remedy against patriotism.
It [the Sudetenland] is the last territorial claim that I have to make in Europe.
Sassenach I might be to him, but not English.
You're NOT Norway!!! You'll never BE Norway!!! And BECAUSE of your not being Norway, you will be CRUELLY and UNFORGIVINGLY PUNISHED!!!
What Erasmus called ingratitudo vulgi, the ingratitude of the masses, is increasing in the age of globalization and the Internet.
On this day, so full for Americans of thoughts connected with their National Independence, we may not forget that Americans have yet other grounds for gratitude to the people of the Netherlands.
Repetita iuvant. Italy, a land of great saints, poets, sailors, artists, statesmen, businessmen, lawyers, intellectuals, professors, journalists, whores, gangsters, religious parasites and dickheads.
I shall be found with 'Indians' engraved on my brain when I am dead. A fire has been kindled within me, which will never go out.
Disgusting Serbs, get out!
ardor which is tapas; the name Indra
we are the conquerors of the undiscovered country, an island of life centered in a boundless sea of blood.
Albanians, we tan well! I don't burn; I bake.
Poltroons, cowards, skulkers and dastards.
My tastes are Viennese.
New Terrans, she supposed. Unless the squatters' naming schema won out. Then ... what? Ilusians? Illusions? It was a stupid fucking name.
Simple as that," said Nina. "Did you know I'm next in line for the Fjerdan throne? They call me Princess Ilse of Engelsberg." "There is no princess of Engelsberg," said Matthias. "It's a fishing town." Nina shrugged. "If we're going to lie to ourselves, we might as well be grand about it.
Do you know why I left America, Lidewij? So that I would never again have to encounter Americans."
"But you are an American."
"Incurably so, it seems.
There in the midst of German life is an alien and isolated race of men. Loud and self-conscious in their dress, hot-blooded and restless in their manner. An Asiatic horde on the sandy plains of Prussia. Forming among themselves a close corporation, rigorously shut off from the rest of the world.
I have always had severe problems with Austrians ... Musical, churchy, uptight ... nice legs ... hypocritical ... authoritarian ... always insist their dustbins are very clean.
I'm looking forward to a good night's sleep on the soil of a friend. [on an upcoming trip to Denmark]
Anybody that's been in Indiana for five minutes knows that Hoosier hospitality is not a slogan, it's a reality.
out of my way cakesniffers
You know what I hate? Indian givers ... no, I take that back.
the Poor Men of Lyons,
The Dutch change positions quicker than you can make a cup of coffee.
FREEBOOTER, n. A conqueror in a small way of business, whose annexations lack of the sanctifying merit of magnitude.
An annibaptist is a thing I am not a member of:I am a Pisplikan just now & a Prisbeteren at Kercaldy my native town which thugh dirty is clein in the country.
I'm very Belgian, and I will die Belgian. I just have my house in the north of France because I began my career in Paris, even though I don't live there anymore.
We have set out to bring a difference in your lives, to bring smiles back on your face, to fulfil your dreams. We want to make such an India.
Quis costodiet ipsos custodies? (Who will watch the watchers?)
was stopped on the street by a Dutch policeman, who ordered her to slowly speak the words Scheveningen and schapenscheerder. The Dutch police were trying to weed out Germans posing as Dutch, who most likely would not be able to pronounce those Dutch words.
Amsterdam: Where the pendulum swings from God to a guilder.
I am just a Flemish girl with her feet on the ground.
A people that has licked a more formidable enemy than Germany or Japan, primitive North America ... a country whose national motto has been "root, hog, or die."
The long historian of my country's woes.
When I was a kid, I really loved Indians. Native Americans. Pardon. Me.
We're not nomads, we're not gypsies! We have a home!
My name is Abraham van Helsing. And I've seen more than you can possibly believe exist." "I don't recognize your accent, boy. Where do you come from?" "I'm Dutch." "You sound more German than Dutch." "My mother is German. I'm told I got the accent from her. But I am Dutch.
Islands in the streams, that is what we are.
Days of Dutch courage, just three French letters, and a German sense of humour.
Another Country,
If a ship's coming in from a port known to have plague of some kind, the damned Hollanders make the sailors swim ashore naked.
Englishmen must have an island.
We are no longer the knights who say Ni! We are now the knights who say ekki-ekki-ekki-pitang-zoom-boing!
(Is) Euroepan Identity: The Death of National Era?
I grew up in Indiana. I'm a late bloomer, very naive.
The most formidable people in the world, and now the most dangerous, people who ... lay down the doctrine that every frontier must be the starting out point for invasion.
Give me the gamblers and the dreamers.
To play Holland, you have to play the Dutch.
I know you're Belgian, that's where those waffles come from
Frontiersmen good and bad, gunmen as well as inspired prophets of the future, have been my camp companions. Thus, I know the country of which I am about to write as few men now living have known it.
Parochialism remains the Danes' defining characteristic, but their radically recalibrated sense of identity and national pride has created a curious duality best described as a kind of "humble pride," though many often mistake it for smugness.
Yossarian!!!(?)!
there was no television in the Netherlands during the afternoons!
Afrikander cattle.
God made the world, but the Dutch made Holland.
Yours most sincerely,
Peter Van Houten
c/o Lidewij Vliegnthart
"WHAT?!" I shouted aloud. "WHAT IS THIS LIFE?
[On Denmark:] ... that little country of cottage cheese and courage ...
The Huron and Iroquois forests are peopled by my friends; with me, the despots of Europe and their courts are the savages.
Embosom'd in the deep where Holland lies. Methinks her patient sons before me stand, Where the broad ocean leans against the land.
God, I hate the Germans ...
When my first film 'The Seventh Continent' was presented here 12 years ago, non-Austrian spectators would come up to me and say, 'Is Austria that terrible?', whereas for me it wasn't about Austria but about highly industrialised cultures everywhere.
Wrong answer fucker