“A man doesn’t save a century, or a civilization, but a militant party wedded to a principle can.”

Your public servants serve you right; indeed often they serve you better than your apathy and indifference deserve.

Here, in the dread tribunal of last resort, valor contended against valor.

They cannot be born wise; and it is the duty of the university to make the free wise.

Men may be born free

Too often sinister threats to the bill of rights, to freedom of the mind, are concealed under the patriotic cloak, of anti-communism.

An editor is someone who separates the wheat from the chaff and then prints the chaff.

The free mind is no barking dog to be tethered on a ten-foot chain.

If we value the pursuit of knowledge, we must be free to follow wherever that search may lead us.

Perhaps there is in that fact a parable for national statesmen, whose political horizons are all too often limited by national horizons.

The sound of tireless voices is the price we pay for the right to hear the music of our own opinions.

Power corrupts, but lack of power corrupts absolutely.

Some of us worship in churches, some in synagogues, some on golf courses…

Man is a strange animal, he doesn’t like to read the handwriting on the wall until his back is up against it.

There must be other, less cruel ways of obtaining knowledge.

An independent is the guy who wants to take the politics out of politics.

A wise man does not try to hurry history.

There have been times when I played more than others, but I’ve been a road comic for a quarter of a century, so I’ve always played golf on the road because you have a lot of time to kill.

Well, well, Henry James is pretty good, though he is of the nineteenth century, and that glaringly.

Bohr’s influence on the physics and the physicists of our century was stronger than that of anyone else, even than that of Albert Einstein.

The 20th century was a test bed for big ideas – fascism, communism, the atomic bomb.

Where are the one billion people who lived and breathed in the year 1800, only two short centuries ago?

For it is the dawn that has come, as it has come for a thousand centuries, never failing.

It’s hard for me to think of others because I’m not particularly in sympathy with the music of this century.

Children grow rapidly, forget the centuries-long embrace from their parents, which to them lasted but seconds. Children become adults, live far from their parents, live their own houses, learn ways of their own, suffer pain, grow old.