He's not just the most powerful man in labor," Robert Kennedy had said in the wake of Hoffa's announcement; "he's the most powerful man in the country, next to the President.

I've told you before and I'll tell you again. The strong survive and the weak disappear. We do not intend to disappear.

Don't let any man into your cab, your home, or your heart, unless he's a friend of labor.

In the old days all you needed was a handshake. Nowadays you need forty lawyers.

I do to others what they do to me, only worse.

There are simply no public figures today who so challenge the elite business and government establishment and so champion the working class as Jimmy Hoffa did almost daily and with arrogance.

I may have my faults, but being wrong ain't one of them.

But to hear Kennedy when he was grandstanding in front of the McClellan Committee you might have thought I was making as much out of the pension fund as the Kennedys made out of selling whiskey.

Hell, I'm not saying I'm an angel, but when it came to dirty tricks I couldn't hold a candle to the Irish Mafia.

In the ten years I was president of the Teamsters, I had raised the membership from eight hundred thousand to more than 2 million and made it the largest single labor union the world.

Rome wasn't built in a day, but man, did they get a break on the labor.

You take the words in the sense which is most damaging to the argument.

The universe is a masterpiece painted by love's masterstrokes.

We cannot be too careful about the words we use; we start out using them and they end up using us.

If I felt like a fish out of water in my family, I felt like a fish on Mars in Adam’s circle.

The crying need today is not for more laws, but for fewer. The world must be saved from its saviors. If the friends of liberty and law could have only one slogan it should be: Stop the remedies!

My career has been a gradual climb. I think that's part of the reason why I've had longevity.

To me, I definitely stand in the corner of wanting to give voice to the bullied, and not the bully.

For me, drum elements are like hieroglyphics - I think of a certain physical figure, and a little three-dimensional glyph will appear in my mind as I'm playing.

This was an away-day for the deputy prime minister's staff, who've had a change of responsibilities [on John Prescott's scandalous playing habits... on the croquet lawn]

We can only give away to others what we have inside ourselves.