If they want to hang me, let them. And on the scaffold I will shout Freedom for the working class!

Slowly those who create the wealth of the world are permitted to share it. The future is in labor's strong, rough hands.

I have always advised men to read

I am not unaware that leaders betray, and sell out, and play false.

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.

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

Mourn the dead, fight like hell for the living