As nightfall does not come at once, neither does oppression.
Ten-thousand times has the labor movement stumbled and bruised itself. We have been enjoined by the courts, assaulted by thugs, charged by the militia, shot down by regulars, traduced by the press, frowned upon in public opinion, and deceived by politicians, threatened by priests, repudiated by renegades, preyed upon by grafters, infested by spied, deserted by cowards, betrayed by traitors, bleed by leeches, and sold out by leaders. But not withstanding all of this and all these, the labor movement is today the most vital and potential power the world has ever known, and it’s historic mission of emancipating the workers of the world from thraldom of ages is as certain of ultimate realization as is the setting of the sun.
When I feed the poor, they call me a saint. When I ask why the poor have no food, they call me a communist.
– Dom Hélder Câmara