Seldom, If Ever, Does Wisdom

Right Knows No Boundaries, And Justice No Frontiers; The Brotherhood Of Man Is Not A Domestic Institution.

Life In A Great Society, Or For That Matter In A Small, Is A Web Of Tangled Relations Of All Sorts, Whose Adjustment So That It May Be Endurable Is An Extraordinarily Troublesome Matter.

The Public Needs The Equivalent Of Chevrolets As Well As Cadillacs.

It Is The Daily; It Is The Small; It Is The Cumulative Injuries Of Little People That We Are Here To Protect....if We Are Able To Keep Our Democracy, There Must Be Once Commandment: Thou Shalt Not Ration Justice.

Our Dangers, As It Seems To Me, Are Not From The Outrageous But From The Conforming; Not From Those Who Rarely And Under The Lurid Glare Of Obloquy Upset Our Moral Complaisance, Or Shock Us With Unaccustomed Conduct, But From Those, The Mass Of Us, Who Take Their Virtues And Their Tastes, Like Their Shirts And Their Furniture, From The Limited Patterns Which The Market Offers.