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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.

All Discussion, All Debate, All Dissidence Tends To Question And In Consequence, To Upset Existing Convictions; That Is Precisely Its Purpose And Its Justification.

"i Beseech Ye In The Bowels Of Christ, Think That Ye May Be Mistaken." I Should Like To Have That Written Over The Portals Of Every Church, Every School, And Every Courthouse, And, May I Say, Of Every Legislative Body In The United States. I Should Like To Have Every Court Begin, "i Beseech Ye In The Bowels Of Christ, Think That We May Be Mistaken."

A Society In Which Men Recognize No Check Upon Their Freedom Soon Becomes A Society Where Freedom Is The Possession Of Only A Savage Few.

We Prate Of Freedom; We Are In Deadly Fear Of Life, As Much Of Our Own American Scene Betrays.