Those Of Us Who Have Come To

The Mid-day Sun Is Too Much For Most Eyes; One Is Dazzled Even With Its Reflection. Be Careful That Too Broad And High An Aim Does Not Paralyze Your Effort And Clog Your Springs Of Action.

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. I Am Satisfied That A Scholar Who Tries To Combine These Parts Sells His Birthright For A Mess Of Pottage; That, When The Final Count Is Made, It Will Be Found That The Impairment Of His Powers Far Outweighs Any Possible Contribution To The Causes He Has Espoused.

The Mutual Confidence On Which All Else Depends Can Be Maintained Only By An Open Mind And A Brave Reliance Upon Free Discussion.

The Condition Of Our Survival In Any But The Meagerest Existence Is Our Willingness To Accommodate Ourselves To The Conflicting Interests Of Others, To Learn To Live In A Social World.

Each One Of Us Must In The End Choose For Himself How Far He Would Like To Leave Our Collective Fate To The Wayward Vagaries Of Popular Assemblies For Myself It Would Be Most Irksome To Be Ruled By A Bevy Of Platonic Guardians, Even If I Knew How To Choose Them, Which I Assuredly Do Not I Should Miss The Stimulus Of Living In A Society Where I Have, At Least Theoretically, Some Part In The Direction Of Public Affairs.