[Uniting workers should not] lead to a war upon property, or the owners of property.

In this sad world of ours, sorrow comes to all, and it comes with bitter agony. Perfect relief is not possible, except with the passing of time.

My father taught me to work, but not to love it. I never did like to work, and I don't deny it. I'd rather read, tell stories, crack jokes, talk, laugh -- anything but work.

Work, work, work, is the main thing.

There is an important sense in which government is distinctive from administration. One is perpetual, the other is temporary and changeable. A man may be loyal to his government and yet oppose the particular principles and methods of administration.

The trouble with too many people is they believe the realm of truth always lies within their vision.

Do you think we choose the times into which we are born? Or do we fit the times we are born into?