Life Is Made Up Of A Series

For Myself It Would Be Most Irksome To Be Ruled By A Bevy Of Platonic Guardians, Even If I Knew How To Choose Them, Which I Assuredly Do Not.

You Cannot Raise The Standard Against Oppression, Or Leap Into The Breach To Relieve Injustice, And Still Keep An Open Mind To Every Disconcerting Fact, Or An Open Ear To The Cold Voice Of Doubt.

How Long Shall We Blunder Along Without The Aid Of Unpartisan And Authoritative Scientific Assistance In The Administration Of Justice, No One Knows; But All Fair Persons Not Conventionalized By Provincial Legal Habits Of Mind Ought, I Should Think, Unite To Effect Some Change.

As Soon As We Cease To Pry About At Random, We Shall Come To Rely Upon Accredited Bodies Of Authoritative Dogma; And As Soon As We Come To Rely Upon Accredited Bodies Of Authoritative Dogma, Not Only Are The Days Of Our Liberty Over, But We Have Lost The Password That Has Hitherto Opened To Us The Gates Of Success As Well.

If We Are To Keep Our Democracy, There Must Be One Commandment: Thou Shalt Not Ration Justice.