
Writing for the court, McCollum v. Board of Education, 333 U.S. 203 (1948).
Writing for the court, Everson v. Board of Education, 330 U.S. 1 (1947).
Writing for the court, McCollum v. Board of Education, 333 U.S. 203 (1948).
“The walls of Athens are impregnable,
Their firmest bulwarks her heroic sons.”
Source: The Persians (472 BC), line 349 (tr. Robert Potter)
"Avant-garde and Kitsch" (p. 85)
Modern Culture (2000)
As quoted in His Brother's Blood: Speeches and Writings, 1838–64 https://web.archive.org/web/20160319082926/https://books.google.com/books?id=qMEv8DNXVbIC&pg=PA233#v=onepage&q&f=false (2004), edited by William Frederick Moore and Jane Ann Moore, p. 233
1860s, Speech (October 1860)
“The aim of philosophy is to erect a wall at the point where language stops anyway.”
Source: 1930s-1951, Philosophical Occasions 1912-1951 (1993), Ch. 9 : Philosophy, p. 187
Wallace v. Jaffree, 472 U.S. 38 (1985) ( dissenting opinion http://straylight.law.cornell.edu/supct/html/historics/USSC_CR_0472_0038_ZD2.html).
Judicial opinions
15 June 1961 at a press conference in East Berlin. Less than two months later construction began.
“No use going out or staying at home. No use erecting walls against the impalpable.”
The Clerk's Vision (1949)
Context: No use going out or staying at home. No use erecting walls against the impalpable. A mouth will extinguish all the fires, a doubt will root up all the decisions. It will be everywhere without being anywhere. It will blur all the. mirrors. Penetrating walls and convictions, vestments and well-tempered souls, it will install itself in the marrow of everyone. Whistling between body and body, crouching between soul and soul. And all the wounds will open because, with expert and delicate, although somewhat cold, hands, it will irritate sores and pimples, will burst pustules and swellings and dig into the old, badly healed wounds. Oh fountain of blood, forever inexhaustible! Life will be a knife, a gray and agile and cutting and exact and arbitrary blade that falls and slashes and divides. To crack, to claw, to quarter, the verbs that move with giant steps against us!
It is not the sword that shines in the confusion of what will be. It is not the saber, but fear and the whip. I speak of what is already among us. Everywhere there are trembling and whispers, insinuations and murmurs. Everywhere the light wind blows, the breeze that provokes the immense Whiplash each time it unwinds in the air. Already many carry the purple insignia in their flesh. The light wind rises from the meadows of the past, and hurries closer to our time.