For Myself It Would Be Most Irksome

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.

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 Aim Of Law Is The Maximum Gratification Of The Nervous System Of Man.

Liberty Is So Much Latitude As The Powerful Choose To Accord To The Weak.

The Lawyer Must Either Learn To Live More Capaciously Or Be Content To Find Himself Continuously Less Trusted, More Circumscribed, Till He Becomes Hardly More Important Than A Minor Administrator, Confined To A Monotonous Round Of Record And Routine, Without Dignity, Inspiration, Or Respect.