Capital punishment...treats members of the human race...as objects to be toyed with and discarded.

Death is not only an unusually severe punishment, unusual in its pain, in its finality and in its enormity, but is serves no penal purpose more effectively than a less severe punishment.

We do not consecrate the flag by punishing its desecration, for in doing so, we dilute the freedom this cherished emblem represents.

If the right to privacy means anything, it is the right of the individual, married or single, to be free from unwarranted governmental intrusion.

There are no menial jobs, only menial attitudes.

We must meet the challenge rather than wish it were not before us.

Religious conflict can be the bloodiest and cruelest conflicts that turn people into fanatics.

Perhaps the bleakest fact of all is that the death penalty is imposed not only in a freakish and discriminatory manner, but also in some cases upon defendants who are actually innocent.

We cannot let colorblindness become myopia which masks the reality that many "created equal" have been treated within our lifetimes as inferior both by the law and by their fellow citizens.

After each perceived security crisis ended, the United States has remorsefully realized that the abrogation of civil liberties was unnecessary.

The framers knew that liberty is a fragile thing, and so should we.

When you think about the period in which Agatha Christie's crime novels were written, they are actually quite edgy for the time.

Judicial review has been a part of our democracy in this constitutional government for over 200 years.

Under no circumstances must we touch land belonging to fellahs or worked by them. Only if a fellah leaves his place of settlement, should we offer to buy his land, at an appropriate price.

I just remembered that I'm absent minded... wait, I mean I lost my mind, I can't find it.

The Cloud Maze. “ An Excursion in Dimension A Climb Though the Firmament; There Is No Beginning There Is No End Enter Where You Please Leave When You Wish Have No Fear of Falling

It's sheer torture. I have to be up with the chickens every day and go to work on my body. I hate it, but I do it.

My first job was scooping ice cream at Friendly's in Albany, New York. I hated the work, most of my colleagues, and the uniform, and I more or less lost my taste for ice cream permanently.

If we had to vanish tomorrow, what would we want as our legacy?

After a subsequent interview at Brooklyn Poly, I was hired, and life as a fully independent researcher began.

Whenever I write, I only write about what I know or what I have experienced or feeling.