We Shall Succeed Only So Far As

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.

That Community Is Already In The Process Of Dissolution Where Each Man Begins To Eye His Neighbor As A Possible Enemy, Where Non-conformity With The Accepted Creed, Political As Well As Religious, Is A Mark Of Disaffection; Where Denunciation, Without Specification Or Backing, Takes The Place Of Evidence; Where Orthodoxy Chokes Freedom Of Dissent; Where Faith In The Eventual Supremacy Of Reason Has Become So Timid That We Dare Not Enter Our Convictions In The Open Lists, To Win Or Lose.

The Spirit Of Liberty Is The Spirit That Is Not Quite Sure It Is Right.

It Is Enough That We Set Out To Mold The Motley Stuff Of Life Into Some Form Of Our Own Choosing; When We Do, The Performance Is Itself The Wage.

There Is Nothing Sinister In So Arranging One's Affairs As To Keep Taxes As Low As Possible.