Common sense is very uncommon.

Where Labor stands idle ... there is a demonstrated deficiency, not of Capital, but of brains.

Great grief makes sacred those upon whom its hand is laid. Joy may elevate, ambition glorify, but sorrow alone can consecrate.

While boasting of our noble deeds we're careful to conceal the ugly fact that by an iniquitous money system we have nationalized a system of oppression which, though more refined, is not less cruel than the old system of chattel slavery.

I am the inferior of any man whose rights I trample underfoot.

Stupidity has no friends, and wants none.

The darkest hour in any man's life is when he sits down to plan how to get money without earning it.