Make People Happy And There Will Not

Work! Work! That Is My Unfailing Cure For All Troubles.

Childhood Itself Is Scarcely More Lovely Than A Cheerful, Kindly, Sunshiny Old Age.

They [slaves] Have Stabbed Themselves For Freedom-jumped Into The Waves For Freedom-starved For Freedom-fought Like Very Tigers For Freedom! But They Have Been Hung, And Burned, And Shot-and Their Tyrants Have Been Their Historians!

It Is My Mission To Help In The Breaking Down Of Classes, And To Make All Men Feel As If They Were Brethren Of The Same Family, Sharing The Same Rights, The Same Capabilities, And The Same Responsibilities. While My Hand Can Hold A Pen, I Will Use It To This End; And While My Brain Can Earn A Dollar, I Will Devote It To This End.

It Is Right Noble To Fight With Wickedness And Wrong; The Mistake Is In Supposing That Spiritual Evil Can Be Overcome By Physical Means.