Reformation, like education, is a journey, not a destination

I nursed men back to sanity who were driven to despair. I solicited clothes for the ragged children, for the desperate mothers. I laid out the dead, the martyrs of the strike.

I'm not a humanitarian, I'ma hell-raiser.

My teachers treated me as a diamond in the rough, someone who needed smoothing.

Out of labor's struggle in Arizona came better conditions for the workers, who must everywhere, at all times, under advantage and disadvantage work out their own salvation

I know that there are no limits to which the powers of privilege will not go to keep the workers in slavery

My friends, it is solidarity of labor we want. We do not want to find fault with each other, but to solidify our forces and say to each other: We must be together; our masters are joined together and we must do the same thing.