In The End It Is Worse To

Words Are Not Pebbles In Alien Juxtaposition.

It Is Still In The Lap Of The Gods Whether A Society Can Succeed Which Is Based On "civil Liberties And Human Rights" Conceived As I Have Tried To Describe Them; But Of One Thing At Least We May Be Sure: The Alternatives That Have So Far Appeared Have Been Immeasurably Worse.

We May Win When We Lose, If We Have Done What We Can; For By So Doing We Have Made Real At Least Some Part Of That Finished Product In Whose Fabrication We Are Most Concerned: Ourselves.

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.

Life Is Made Up Of A Series Of Judgments On Insufficient Data, And If We Waited To Run Down All Our Doubts, It Would Flow Past Us.