It Seems To Me That At This

Old Age Is Like An Opium Dream. Nothing Seems Real Except The Unreal.

The History Of Intellectual Growth And Discovery Clearly Demonstrates The Need For Unfettered Freedom, The Right To Think The Unthinkable, Discuss The Unmentionable, And Challenge The Unchallengeable. To Curtail Free Expression Strikes Twice At Intellectual Freedom, For Whoever Deprives Another Of The Right To State Unpopular Views Necessarily Also Deprives Others Of The Right To Listen To Those Views.

Our Morality Seems To Be Only A Check On The Ultimate Domination Of Force, Just As Our Politeness Is A Check On The Impulse Of Every Pig To Put His Feet In The Trough.

Leisure Only Means A Chance To Do Other Jobs That Demand Attention.

The Law Is The Witness And External Deposit Of Our Moral Life. Its History Is The History Of The Moral Development Of The Race.