“It is the spirit and not the form of law that keeps justice alive.”

It is doubtful that congress would pass the Bill of Rights if it were introduced today.

Mere unorthodoxy or dissent from the prevailing mores is not to be condemned. The absence of such voices would be a symptom of grave illness to our society.

Legislatures represent people, not acres or trees.

When the rights of any individual or group are chipped away, the freedom of all erodes.

In these days, it is doubtful that any child may reasonably be expected to succeed in life if he is denied the opportunity of an education.

Prior to any questioning, the person must be warned that he has a right to remain silent, that any statement he does make may be used as evidence against him and that he has a right to the presence of an attorney, either retained or appointed.

I hate banks. They do nothing positive for anybody except take care of themselves. They’re first in with their fees and first out when there’s trouble.

I believe no one can read the history of our country without realizing that the Good Book and the spirit of the Savior have from the beginning been our guiding geniuses.

Liberty, not communism, is the most contagious force in the world.

The fantastic advances in the field of electronic communication constitute a greater danger to the privacy of the individual.

Everything I did in my life that was worthwhile, I caught hell for.

Today, as always, the people, no less than the courts, must remain vigilant to preserve the principals of our Bill of Rights, lest in our desire to be secure we lose our ability to be free.

The success of any legal system is measured by its fidelity to the universal ideal of justice.

To get what you want, STOP doing what isn’t working.

The most tragic paradox of our time is to be found in the failure of nation-states to recognize the imperatives of internationalism.

Don’t complain about growing old — many, many people do not have that privilege.

Bittersweet memories dancing in the pupils of my hollowed out eyes, these sugar-coated recollections attempt to latch onto me ultimately eating me alive.

Rest assured, as long as I am alive any book purporting to be with my cooperation is a falsehood.

I like living. I have sometimes been wildly, despairingly, acutely miserable, racked with sorrow, but through it all I still know quite certainly that just to be alive is a grand thing.

The fields have eyes, and the woods have ears.

I am still alive then. That may come in useful.

If you kill me, I promise you – you will never take me alive.

There is an ecstasy that marks the summit of life, and beyond which life cannot rise. And such is the paradox of living, this ecstasy comes when one is most alive, and it comes as a complete forgetfulness that one is alive.

It is on this beautiful day that we celebrate the Fuhrers birthday and thank him for he is the only reason why Germany is still alive today