Pynchon's men (this happy breed of men)

[Terrance]

"Let him write like a man, for then he will be sure to write like an
American."

--Melville 

Not a paradise...but to be made so, at God's good pleasure, and in the
fullness and mellowness of time. The seed is sown, and the harvest must
come, and our children's children, on the world's jubilee morning, shall
all go with their sickles to the reaping....

--Melville

This the freeest of free commonwealths the sun in his course shines
upon; this one sole country nameable in history or tradition where a man
is a man and manhood the only rayalty; this people ruled by justest and
wholesomeest laws and governemt yet devised by the wisdom of men; this
mightiest of the civilized empires of the earth, in numbers, in
prosperity, in progress and in promise...our country, our giant empire. 

--Mark Twain 

This happy breed of men, this giant world, 
This massive state set twist the silver seas, 
Which serves it as a harbor or refuge all round
Or as rockets defensive deterrance, 
Against the envy of freedomless lands; 
This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this America.
How he rises with the sun and rests beneath the stars, 
this man, these men, this prairie of hopeful immensity.