The Senate Is A Place Filled With

When People Generally Are Aware Of A Problem, It Can Be Said To Have Entered The Public Consciousness. When People Get On Their Hind Legs And Holler, The Problem Has Not Only Entered The Public Consciousness -- It Has Also Become A Part Of The Public Conscience. At That Point, Things In Our Democracy Begin To Hum.

The Pursuit Of Peace Resembles The Building Of A Great Cathedral. It Is The Work Of A Generation. In Concept It Requires A Mater-architect; In Execution, The Labors Of Many.

Our Opposition Will Never Understand The Democratic Party. Our Party Is--to The Unpracticed Eyes Of The Old Republican Tories--a Mysterious Contraption That Usually Seems To Be Moving In A Thousand Directions. What They Don't Know Is What Hurts Them. For All That Movement In The Democratic Party Is Caused By The Internal Combustion Of Creative Ferment, Of Ideas, Of People Vigorously Committed To The Proposition That Change And Social Progress Are Not Only To Be Desired; They Are Necessities Of Twentieth-century America.

The Senate Is A Place Filled With Goodwill And Good Intentions, And If The Road To Hell Is Paved With Them, Then It's A Pretty Good Detour.

When We Say, 'one Nation Under God, With Liberty And Justice For All', We Are Talking About All People. We Either Ought To Believe It Or Quit Saying It .