I had never before seen my friends come in beaten, their heads laid open, their noses broken, or seen them jailed for… — Mary Heaton Vorse Copy Share Image
When a new idea assaults the power of established authority, authority always screams out that morality has been affronted. It makes no… — Mary Heaton Vorse Copy Share Image
All the laws made for the betterment of workers' lives have their origin with the workers. Hours are shortened,wages go up, conditions… — Mary Heaton Vorse Copy Share Image
It was the spirit of the workers that was dangerous. The tired, gray crowds ebbing and flowing perpetually into the mills had… — Mary Heaton Vorse Copy Share Image
I had never before seen my friends come in beaten, their heads laid open, their noses broken, or seen them jailed for peaceably demonstrating… — Mary Heaton Vorse Copy Share Image
I am trying for nothing so hard in my own personal life as how not to be respectable when married. — Mary Heaton Vorse Copy Share Image
English audiences of working people are like an instrument that responds to the player. Thought ripples up and down them, and if in some… — Mary Heaton Vorse Copy Share Image
In the last analysis civilization itself is measured by the way in which children will live and what chance they will have in the… — Mary Heaton Vorse Copy Share Image
When a new idea assaults the power of established authority, authority always screams out that morality has been affronted. It makes no difference if… — Mary Heaton Vorse Copy Share Image
All the laws made for the betterment of workers' lives have their origin with the workers. Hours are shortened,wages go up, conditions are better----only… — Mary Heaton Vorse Copy Share Image
... no one knows anything about a strike until he has seen it break down into its component parts of human beings. — Mary Heaton Vorse Copy Share Image
The art of writing is the art of applying the seat of the pants to the seat of the chair. — Mary Heaton Vorse Copy Share Image
any peace movement must have behind it a higher passion than the desire for war. — Mary Heaton Vorse Copy Share Image
