We take men for what they are worth - and that is why we hate the government of man by man, and that we work with all our might - perhaps not strong enough - to put an end to it.

Competition is the law of the jungle, but cooperation is the law of civilization

The hopeless don't revolt, because revolution is an act of hope.

Everywhere you will find that the wealth of the wealthy springs from the poverty of the poor.

The law has no claim to human respect. It has no civilizing mission; its only purpose is to protect exploitation.

Where there is authority, there is no freedom.

Think about the world you want to live and work in. What do you need to know to build the world? Demand that your teachers teach you that.

Have not prisons - which kill all will and force of character in man, which enclose within their walls more vices than are met with on any other spot of the globe - always been universities of crime?

In existing States a fresh law is looked upon as a remedy for evil. Instead of themselves altering what is bad, people begin by demanding a law to alter it.

Poverty, the existence of the poor, was the first cause of riches.

When we have but the will to do it, that very moment will Justice be done: that very instant the tyrants of the Earth shall bite the dust.

Sometimes, our pride compels us to engage in costly wars when a true commitment to a compromising peace would have been the best course to pursue.

Songs are as sad as the listener.

When we dropped 'Toot It And Boot It, ' Mustard didn't even do beats, and now he's killin' it. So it's just cool to see all of my bros taking over.

I'm religiously opposed to religion.

I don't really need to stand out, there's room for everyone. Although I haven't built a niche yet, I'm just writing love songs.

I get sent Bibles. I have a collection of about 20 in my room. People think I need to be guided.

Inexperienced leaders are quick to lead before knowing anything about the people they intend to lead. But mature leaders listen, learn and then lead.

When you're playing against a stacked deck, compete even harder.

The moon gives you light, and the bugles and the drums give you music, and my heart, O my soldiers, my veterans, my heart gives you love.

The decaying that had dragged on for too long had only turned tragedy into nuisance; death, when it strikes, better completes its annihilating act on the first try.