The law is the witness and external deposit of our moral life. Its history is the history of the moral development of the race.

The foliage has been losing its freshness through the month of August, and here and there a yellow leaf shows itself like the first gray hair amidst the locks of a beauty who has seen one season too many.

War? War is an organized bore.

I have no respect for the passion of equality, which seems to me merely idealizing envy - I don't disparage envy, but I don't accept it as legitimately my master.

Reason may be the lever, but sentiment gives you the fulcrum and the place to stand on if you want to move the world.

The individual will always be a minority. If a man is in a minority of one, we lock him up.

Any new formula which suddenly emerges in our consciousness has its roots in long trains of thought; it is virtually old when it first makes its appearance among the recognized growths of our intellect.