There is no power in the world that can stop the forward march of free men and women when they are joined in the solidarity of human brotherhood.

There is no greater calling than to serve your fellow men. There is no greater contribution than to help the weak. There is no greater satisfaction than to have done it well.

There's a direct relationship between the ballot box and the bread box, and what the union fights for and wins at the bargaining table can be taken away in the legislative halls.

If you're not big enough to lose, you're not big enough to win.

Labor is not fighting for a larger slice of the national pie-labor is fighting for a larger pie.

Profit sharing in the form of stock distributions to workers would help to democratize the ownership of America's vast corporate wealth which is today appallingly undemocratic and unhealthy.

Management has no divine rights.

If it looks like a duck, walks like a duck and quack like a duck, then it just may be a duck.

The breath of being is been able to share your bread.

This is the ending. Now not day only shall be beloved, but night too shall be beautiful and blessed and all its fear pass away.

Home was where others had to gather grace. Home was what I wanted to flee.

He who strikes terror into others is himself in continual fear.

Oppression does not know the meaning of provincial boundaries. Aren't our energies better spent fighting the common enemy instead of each other?

It is... treading on dangerous ground to paint the picturesque as I am at times doing.

But if the Chinese mainland, the PRC, attacked Taiwan, we'd be obligated to come to their aid.

A bad artist almost always tries to conceal his incompetence by whooping up a new formula.

Christmas is most truly Christmas when we celebrate it by giving the light of love to those who need it most.

I don't particularly consider myself just an artist. I'm a woman - I'm a human being.