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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.

Reputation, Like A Face, Is The Symbol Of Its Possessor And Creator, And Another Can Use It Only As A Mask.

Heretics Have Been Hated From The Beginning Of Recorded Time; They Have Been Ostracized, Exiled, Tortured, Maimed, And Butchered; But It Has Generally Proved Impossible To Smother Them; And When It Has Not, The Society That Has Succeeded Has Always Declined.

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.

It Is Often Hard To Secure Unanimity About The Borders Of Legislative Power, But That Is Much Easier Than To Decide How Far A Particular Adjustment Diverges From What The Judges Deem Tolerable. On Such Issues Experience Has Over And Over Again Shown The Difficulty Of Securing Unanimity. This Is Disastrous Because Disunity Cancels The Impact Of Monolithic Solidarity On Which The Authority Of A Bench Of Judges So Largely Depends.