The man who has his millions will want everything he can lay his hands on and then raise his voice against the poor devil who wants ten cents more a day.

Labor Day...is devoted to no man, living or dead, to no sect, race, or nation.

Labor Day is devoted to no man, living or dead, to no sect, race or nation.

When a man puts a pistol to my head and tells me to deliver, there is no arbitration.

We do want more, and when it becomes more, we shall still want more. And we shall never cease to demand more until we have received the results of our labor.

All other holidays are in a more or less degree connected with conflicts and battles of man's prowess over man, of strife and discord for greed and power, of glories achieved by one nation over another. Labor Day . . . is devoted to no man, living or dead, to no sect, race, or nation.