You ought to be out raising hell. This is the fighting age. Put on your fighting clothes.

I went West and took part in the strike of the machinists - the Southern Pacific Railroad, the corporation that swung California by its golden tail, that controlled its legislature, its farmers, its preachers, its workers.

I am not blind to the shortcomings of our own people.

I'm not afraid of the press or the Militia.

What is a good enough principle for an American citizen ought to be good enough for the working man to follow.

I have always advised men to read

No matter what the fight, don't be ladylike!