You come before me this morning with clean hands and clean collars. I want you to have clean tongues, clean manners, clean morals and clean characters.

I believe, however, that impending events will call us and we must respond but where, with whom, and how?

I don't want to be married. I don't know - it sounds crazy, but in my mind, it's all connected. You get married, you have kids, you grow old, then you die. Somehow, it seems to me, if you didn't get married, you wouldn't die.

For the moment and for some time great events have been denied me, forward action not come my way.

My duty is clear and at all costs will be done.

I don't want boys to use their pencils for improper writing.

I recognise that Socialism has ended its purely theoretical course, and that the hour to construct has come.