The art of publicity is a black art.

Liberty is so much latitude as the powerful choose to accord to the weak.

What seems fair enough against a squalid huckster of bad liquor may take on a different face, if used by a government determined to suppress political opposition under the guise of sedition.

Every smallest step of modern industry depends upon a cooperation whose maintenance and regulation is the very stuff of law.

The spirit of liberty is the spirit that is not quite sure it is right.

That community is already in the process of dissolution where each man begins to eye his neighbor as a possible enemy, where non-conformity with the accepted creed, political as well as religious, is a mark of disaffection; where denunciation, without specification or backing, takes the place of evidence; where orthodoxy chokes freedom of dissent; where faith in the eventual supremacy of reason has become so timid that we dare not enter our convictions in the open lists, to win or lose.

Those of us who have come to years of discretion and more, must often take to retrospect, and seek to appraise the outcome of our lives.