The truest owner of a library is he who has bought each book for the love he bears to it; who is happy and content to say, “Here are my jewels, my choicest possessions!” – Frank Carr
My mother listened to all the news from the camp during the strike. She said little, especially when my father or the men who worked for him were about I remember her instinctive and unhesitating sympathy for the miners. – Agnes Smedley
