Some day the workers will take possession of your city hall, and when we do, no child will be sacrificed on the altar of profit!
The pillars of truth and the pillars of freedom - they are the pillars of society.
Tell me not of joy: there's none Now my little sparrow's gone; He, just as you, Would toy and woo, He would chirp and flatter me, He would hang the wing awhile, Till at length he saw me smile, Lord! how sullen he would be!

