Learned Hand Quotes
Today in America vast concourses of youth are flocking to our colleges, eager for something, just what they do not know.
We prate of freedom; we are in deadly fear of life, as much of our own American scene betrays.
Our common law is the stock instance of a combination of custom and its successive adaptations.
Here I am an old man in a long nightgown making muffled noises at people who may be no worse than I am.
For myself it would be most irksome to be ruled by a bevy of Platonic Guardians, even if I knew how to choose them, which I assuredly do not.
The condition of our survival in any but the meagerest existence is our willingness to accommodate ourselves to the conflicting interests of others, to learn to live in a social world.
There is no fury like that against one who, we fear, may succeed in making us disloyal to beliefs we hold with passion, but have not really won.
We all have our prayer-wheels which we set up on the steppes. The indifferent winds come and carry most of them away to gasp out their little lives in the desert, for few reach heaven.
Tyranny is tyranny, no matter what its form; the free man will resist it if his courage serves.
For, when all is said, as my friend George Rublee likes to put it, the only success is to be a success as a person; and it is still not too late for that.
Life is not a thing of knowing only--nay, mere knowledge has properly no place at all save as it becomes the handmaiden of feeling and emotions.
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It was not the violence of our enemies [in World War I] that would undo us, I thought, but our own spiritual weakness, the shallowness of our convictions.
We shall succeed only so far as we continue that most distasteful of all activity the intolerable labour of thought.
We accept the verdict of the past until the need for change cries out loudly enough to force upon us a choice between the comforts of further inertia and the irksomeness of action.