In youth we may have an absolutely new experience, subjective or objective, every hour of the day. Apprehension is vivid, retentiveness strong, and our recollections of that time, like those in a time spent in rapid and interesting travel, are of something intricate, multitudinous, and long-drawn-out. But as each passing year converts some of this experience into automatic routine which we hardly note at all, the days and the weeks smooth themselves out in recollection to a contentless unit, and the years grow hollow and collapse.

Truth for us is simply a collective name for verification processes

Language is the most imperfect and expensive means yet discovered for communicating thought.

The God of many men is little more than their court of appeal against the damnatory judgment passed on their failures by the opinion of the world.

My first act of free will shall be to believe in free will.

Democracy is still upon its trial. The civic genius of our people is its only bulwark.

So with the man who has daily inured himself to habits of concentrated attention, energetic volition, and self-denial in unnecessary things. He will stand like a tower when everything rocks around him, and when his softer fellow-mortals are winnowed like chaff in the blast.