We may not be able to prepare the future for our children, but we can at least prepare our children for the future.
FRANKLIN D. ROOSEVELTIt is common sense to take a method and try it. If it fails, admit it frankly and try another. But above all, try something.
More Franklin D. Roosevelt Quotes
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Be sincere; be brief; be seated.
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An election cannot give a country a firm sense of direction if it has two or more national parties which merely have different names but are as alike in their principles and aims as peas in the same pod.
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Never underestimate a man who overestimates himself.
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We have always known that heedless self interest was bad morals, we now know that it is bad economics.
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Remember, remember always, that all of us, and you and I especially, are descended from immigrants and revolutionists.
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Freedom of conscience, of education, of speech, of assembly are among the very fundamentals of democracy and all of them would be nullified should freedom of the press ever be successfully challenged.
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It is one of the characteristics of a free and democratic nation that it have free and independent labor unions.
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The best customer of American industry is the well paid worker.
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The whole world is one neighborhood.
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We know now that government by organized money is just as dangerous as government by organized mob.
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To some generations much is given. Of other generations, much is expected.
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Rules are not necessarily sacred, principles are.
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The only limit to our realization of tomorrow will be our doubts of today.
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The barrier to success is not something which exists in the real world; it is composed purely and simply of doubts about ability.
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Presidents are selected, not elected.
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