Between two groups of people who want to make inconsistent kinds of worlds, I see no remedy but force.

My right to swing my fist ends where your nose begins.

The language of judicial decision is mainly the language of logic. And the logical method and form flatter that longing for certainty and for repose which is in every human mind. But certainty generally is illusion, and repose is not the destiny of man.

Our dead brothers and sisters still live for us and bid us think of life, not death-of life to which in their youth they lent the passion and glory of Spring. As I listen, the great chorus of life and joy begins again, and amid the awful orchestra of seen and unseen powers and destinies of good and evil, our trumpets sound once more a note of daring, hope, and will.

In my opinion, economists and sociologists are the people to whom we ought to turn more than we do for instruction in the grounds and foundations of all rational decisions.

The great end of being is to harmonize man with the order of things, and the church has been a good pitch-pipe, and may be so still.

The nearer you come into relation with a person, the more necessary do tact and courtesy become.