... it is a commonplace that men like war. For peace, in our society, with the feeling we have then that it is feeble-minded to strive except for one's own private profit, is a lonely thing and a hazardous business. Over and over men have proved that they prefer the hazards of war with all its suffering. It has its compensations.

I gambled on having the strength to live two lives, one for myself and one for the world.

War is, we have been forced to admit, even in the face of its huge place in our civilization, an asocial trait.

Success and failure in our own national economy will hang upon the degree to which we are able to work with races and nations whose social order and whose behavior and attitudes are strange to us.

liberty is the one thing no man can have unless he grants it to others.

Culture, with its processes and functions, is a subject upon which we need all the enlightenment we can achieve, and there is no direction in which we can seek with greater reward than in the facts of pre-literate societies.

Our faith in the present dies out long before our faith in the future.