The cool wind blew in my face and all at once I felt as if I had shed dullness from myself. Before me lay a long gray line with a black mark down the center. The birds were singing. It was spring.
“If our country is worth dying for in time of war let us resolve that it is truly worth living for in time of peace.”
“The clash between Popper and Kuhn is not about a mere technical point in epistemology.”