“He never thinks about himself. That’s why he’s in trouble.”

“Just remember this, Mr. Potter, this ‘rabble’ you’re talking about. They do most of the working and paying and living and dying in this community. Well, is it too much to have them work and pay and live and die in a couple of decent rooms and a bath? Anyway, my father didn’t think so. People were human beings to him, but to you, a warped, frustrated old man, they’re cattle. Well, in my book he died a much richer man than you’ll ever be.”

“Now, we can get through this thing all right. We’ve got to stick together, though. We’ve got to have faith in each other.”