Life is an end in itself, and the only question as to whether it is worth living is whether you have had enough of it.
Whatever disagreement there may be as to the scope of the phrase "due process of law" there can be no doubt that it embraces the fundamental conception of a fair trial, with opportunity to be heard.
Why should you row a boat race? Why endure the long months of pain in preparation for a fierce half hour that will leave you all but dead? Does anyone ask the question? Is there anyone who would not go through all the costs, and more, for the moment when anguish breaks into triumph or even for the glory of having nobly lost? Is life less than a boat race? If a man will give the blood in his body to win the one, will he spend all the might of his soul to prevail in the other?
The law is the witness and external deposit of our moral life. Its history is the history of the moral development of the race.
We have been cocksure of many things that were not so.
Blood is a destiny. One's genius descends in the stream from long lines of ancestry.
The root of joy, as of duty, is to put all one's powers towards some great end.
General propositions do not decide concrete cases. The decision will depend on a judgment or intuition more subtle than any articulate major premise.
Be willing to commit yourself to a course, perhaps a long and hard one, without being able to foresee exactly where you will come out.
Old age is fifteen years older than I am.
But the moment you turn a corner you see another straight stretch ahead and there comes some further challenge to your ambition.
I think it not improbable that man, like the grub that prepares a chamber for the winged thing it never has seen but is to be - that man may have cosmic destinies that he does not understand.
There is a little plant called reverence in the corner of my soul's garden, which I love to have watered once a week.
The language of judicial decision is mainly the language of logic. And the logical method and form flatter that longing for certainty and for repose which is in every human mind. But certainty generally is illusion, and repose is not the destiny of man.
Our dead brothers and sisters still live for us and bid us think of life, not death-of life to which in their youth they lent the passion and glory of Spring. As I listen, the great chorus of life and joy begins again, and amid the awful orchestra of seen and unseen powers and destinies of good and evil, our trumpets sound once more a note of daring, hope, and will.
Reason may be the lever, but sentiment gives you the fulcrum and the place to stand on if you want to move the world.
No generalization is wholly true—not even this one.
To us who remain behind is left this day of memories. Every year--in the full tide of spring, at the height of the symphony of flowers and love and life--there comes a pause, and through the silence we hear the lonely pipe of death.
It seems to me that at this time we need education in the obvious more than investigation of the obscure.
We expect more of ourselves than we have any right to.
For him in vain the envious seasons roll Who bears eternal summer in his soul.
Any new formula which suddenly emerges in our consciousness has its roots in long trains of thought; it is virtually old when it first makes its appearance among the recognized growths of our intellect.
To an imagination of any scope the most far reaching form of power is not money, it is the command of ideas
It takes me several days, after I get back to Boston, to realize that the reference "the president" refers to the president of Harvard and not to a minor official in Washington.
Leisure only means a chance to do other jobs that demand attention.
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