A Quote by Theodore Roosevelt

Speak softly and carry a big stick; you will go far. — © Theodore Roosevelt
Speak softly and carry a big stick; you will go far.
There is a homely old adage which runs: "Speak softly and carry a big stick; you will go far." If the American nation will speak softly, and yet build and keep at a pitch of the highest training a thoroughly efficient navy, the Monroe Doctrine will go far.
I really believe that actually Ahmadinejad undermines Iran far more than he enhances Iran's status. And I think we have to go back to what FDR said, you know, speak softly and carry a big stick. I think Iran under Ahmadinejad, they speak loudly and carry a small stick.
Teddy Roosevelt... once said, 'Speak softly and carry a big stick.' Jimmy Carter wants to speak loudly and carry a fly swatter.
Walk softly and carry a big stick. Or stomp loudly and carry enough firepower to start a small war. Whatever worked
My hero is a guy named Teddy Roosevelt. Teddy Roosevelt used to say, walk softly, talk softly but carry a big stick.
Speak softly, but carry a big can of paint.
Speak softly. It is far better to rule by love than fear.Speak softly. Let no harsh words mar the good we may do here.
If a man continually blusters, if he lacks civility, a big stick will not save him from trouble, and neither will speaking softly avail, if back of the softness there does not lie strength, power.
Teddy Roosevelt spoke softly and carried a big stick; Donald Trump speaks loudly and carries a big shtick.
I'm going to stay respectful. The team comes first. I'm not going to do anything to jeopardize them or myself, so I'll just make sure I speak lightly and carry a big stick.
Women have been trained to speak softly and carry a lipstick. Those days are over.
It's really difficult to have your voice heard and feared when you both speak softly and carry a twig.
On foreign policy, Obama has talked softly and carried a big stick.
Atheists are my brothers and sisters of a different faith, and every word they speak speaks of faith. Like me, they go as far as the legs of reason will carry them -- and then they leap.
On the blue summer evenings, I will go along the paths, And walk over the short grass, as I am pricked by the wheat: Daydreaming I will feel the coolness on my feet. I will let the wind bathe my bare head. I will not speak, I will have no thoughts: But infinite love will mount in my soul; And I will go far, far off, like a gypsy, through the countryside - as happy as if I were a woman. "Sensation
If you want to have any success in politics, sing softly and carry a big guitar.
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