The Labor Movement Means Just This: It

The Heritage Of The Past Is The Seed That Brings Forth The Harvest Of The Future.

Truth Is One Forever Absolute, But Opinion Is Truth Filtered Through The Moods, The Blood, The Disposition Of The Spectator.

The Community Which Does Not Protect Its Humblest And Most Hated Member In The Free Utterance Of His Opinions, No Matter How False Or Hateful, Is Only A Gang Of Slaves. If There Is Anything In The Universe That Can't Stand Discussion, Let It Crack.

Politics Is But The Common Pulse-beat, Of Which Revolution Is The Fever-spasm.

Though Plunged In Ills And Exercised In Care, Yet Never Let The Noble Mind Despair.