Life Is Not A Thing Of Knowing

It Was Not The Violence Of Our Enemies [in World War I] That Would Undo Us, I Thought, But Our Own Spiritual Weakness, The Shallowness Of Our Convictions.

The Profession Of The Law Of Which He [a Judge] Is A Part Is Charged With The Articulation And Final Incidence Of The Successive Efforts Towards Justice; It Must Feel The Circulation Of The Communal Blood Or It Will Wither And Drop Off, A Useless Member.

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.

We Accept The Verdict Of The Past Until The Need For Change Cries Out Loudly Enough To Force Upon Us A Choice Between The Comforts Of Inertia And The Irksomeness Of Action.

I Shall Ask No More Than That You Agree With Dean Inge That Even Though Counting Heads Is Not An Ideal Way To Govern, At Least It Is Better Than Breaking Them.