In America, There Are Two

The Legal Relations Between The Individual And The Community Which Arise Out Of The Production And Distribution Of Property, Comprise By Far The Greater, And More Important, Part Of The Law; Subtract These And Very Little Content Would Be Left.

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.

Would We Hold Liberty, We Must Have Charity- Charity To Others, Charity To Ourselves, Crawling Up From The Moist Ovens Of A Steaming World, Still Carrying The Passional Equipment Of Our Ferocious Ancestors, Emerging From Black Superstition Amid Carnage And Atrocity To Our Perilous Present.

There Is Something Monstrous In Commands Couched In Invented And Unfamiliar Language; An Alien Master Is The Worst Of All. The Language Of The Law Must Not Be Foreign To The Ears Of Those Who Are To Obey It.

The Public Official Must Pick His Way Nicely, Must Learn To Placate Though Not To Yield Too Much, To Have The Art Of Honeyed Words But Not To Seem Neutral, And Above All To Keep Constantly Audible, Visible, Likable, Even Kissable.