The Thinker Dies, But His Thoughts Are

The Great Social Adventure Of America Is No Longer The Conquest Of The Wilderness But The Absorption Of Fifty Different Peoples.

The Prophecy Of A World Moving Toward Political Unity Is The Light Which Guides All That Is Best, Most Vigorous, Most Truly Alive In The Work Of Our Time.

It Is At The Cross-roads That Skepticism Is Born, Not In A Hermitage.

We Must Protect The Right Of Our Opponents To Speak Because We Must Hear What They Have To Say.

This Is One Of The Paradoxes Of The Democratic Movement - That It Loves A Crowd And Fears The Individuals Who Compose It - That The Religion Of Humanity Should Have No Faith In Human Beings.