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

My address is like my shoes. It travels with me. I abide where there is a fight against wrong.

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

But in Shimabukuro's hands, as he breaks out experimental jazz, lays down a steady blues train, or shreds on rock anthems, this little jumping flea becomes a melodic monster.

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

You know I took an oath to tell the truth when I took the witness stand

I asked a man in prison once how he happened to be there and he said he had stolen a pair of shoes. I told him if he had stolen a railroad he would be a United States Senator.