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.

A man's opinions are generally of much more value than his arguments.

Knowledge and timber shouldn't be much used till they are seasoned.

The most stringent protection of free speech would not protect a man in falsely shouting fire in a theater and causing a panic.

The advice of the elders to young men is very apt to be as unreal as a list of the hundred best books.

While we've youth in our hearts, we can never grow old.

Carve every word before you let it fall.