Justice is not to be taken by storm. She is to be wooed by slow advances.

Rest and motion, unrelieved and unchecked, are equally destructive.

Law never is, but is always about to be.

There is in each of us a stream of tendency, whether you choose to call it philosophy or not, which gives coherence and direction to thought and action. Judges cannot escape that current any more than other mortals.

The constant assumption runs throughout the law that the natural and spontaneous evolutions of habit fix the limits of right and wrong.

History or custom or social utility or some compelling sense of justice or sometimes perhaps a semi-intuitive apprehension of the pervading spirit of our law must come to the rescue of the anxious judge and tell him where to go.

The final cause of law is the welfare of society.