Mourn The Dead, Fight Like Hell For

I Hope To Live Long Enough To Be The Great-grandmother Of All Agitators.

I Am Not Blind To The Shortcomings Of Our Own People. I Am Not Unaware That Leaders Betray, And Sell Out, And Play False. But This Knowledge Does Not Outweigh The Fact That My Class, The Working Class, Is Exploited, Driven, Fought Back With The Weapon Of Starvation, With Guns And With Venal Courts Whenever They Strike For Conditions More Human, More Civilized For Their Children, And For Their Children's Children.

Out Of Labor's Struggle In Arizona Came Better Conditions For The Workers, Who Must Everywhere, At All Times, Under Advantage And Disadvantage Work Out Their Own Salvation

The Militant Not The Meek Shall Inherit The Earth!

My Teachers Treated Me As A Diamond In The Rough, Someone Who Needed Smoothing.