What we have once enjoyed we can never lose. All that we love deeply becomes a part of us.

Optimism, then, is a fact within my own heart. But as I look out upon life, my heart meets no contradiction. The outward world justifies my inward universe of good.

Once I knew the depth where no hope was and darkness lay on the face of all things. Then love came and set my soul free.

The danger of having the Constitution twisted and misconstrued to support vested interests and prejudices must be guarded against if American democracy is to maintain a progressive character.

It is better to have no sight than it is to have no vision.

We, the people, are not free. Our democracy is but a name. We vote? What does that mean? It means we choose between Tweedledee and Tweedledum. We elect expensive masters to do our work for us, and then blame them because they work for themselves and for their class.

The heresy of one age becomes the orthodoxy of the next.