I know that through the grace of God, I am the founder of Manitoba.

My people will sleep for one hundred years, but when they awake, it will be the artists who give them their spirit back.

We must cherish our inheritance. We must preserve our nationality for the youth of our future. The story should be written down to pass on.

You got to be brave and have courage, believe in yourself, because that is the first thing to success is believe in yourself.

I have nothing but my heart and I have given it long ago to my country.

Deeds are not accomplished in a few days, or in a few hours. A century is only a spoke in the wheel of everlasting time.

People consider me more as hero. Apparently they like the way I stand up, for myself and give my opinion. The french speaking people weren't much of a person like me.

Life, without the dignity of an intelligent being, is not worth having.

I became the leader because of my father's leadership and I was considered as powerful as same as my own father.

What people referred me as is the Father of Manitoba.

I know that through the grace of God I am the founder of Manitoba.

She never forgets a slight, real or imagined. She takes caution for cowardice and dissent for defiance. And she is greedy. Greedy for power, for honour, for love.

A life without a positive purpose is nothing but a destiny placed on hold.

If you want to go somewhere, it is best to find someone who has already been there.

Happiness is a continuous creative activity.

When I feel like my body is exhausted, I focus on making my fifth Olympic team so I can push through it.

No issue is more compelling than the air we breathe, be it hot or cold, be it hawk or human.

What you get is what you get. What you do with what you get, that’s more the point.

The first job of a leader is to define a vision for the organization...the capacity to translate vision into reality.

You are yoked with a lamb, That carries anger as the flint bears fire; Who, much enforced, shows a hasty spank, And straight is cold again.

Foul fiend of France and hag of all despite, Encompassed with thy lustful paramours, Becomes it thee to taunt his valiant age And twit with cowardice a man half dead?