God almighty made women and the Rockefeller gang of thieves made the ladies.
My teachers treated me as a diamond in the rough, someone who needed smoothing.
I am not unaware that leaders betray, and sell out, and play false.
I hope to live long enough to be the great-grandmother of all agitators.
Sometimes it seemed to me I could not look at those silent little figures; that I must go north, to the grim coal fields, to the Rocky Mountain camps, where the labor fight is at least fought by grown men
Life comes to the miners out of their deaths, and death out of their lives