A great society is a society in which its men of business think greatly of their functions.

There are no whole truths: All truths are half-truths.

The vigor of civilized societies is preserved by the widespread sense that high aims are worth-while.

Our reasonings grasp at straws for premises and float on gossamers for deductions.

The art of progress is to preserve order amid change, and to preserve change amid order. Life refuses to be embalmed alive. The more prolonged the halt in some unrelieved system of order, the greater the crash of the dead society.

No science can be more secure than the unconscious metaphysics which tacitly it presupposes.

The foundation of reverence is this perception, that the present holds within itself the complete sum of existence, backwards and forwards, that whole amplitude of time, which is eternity.