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 compliance and the discomforts of further change.

We accept the verdict of the past until the need for change cries out loudly enough to force upon us a choice between the comforting stability of accepted doctrine and the terrible freedom of intellectual adventure.

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 exertion involved in a new action.

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 inertia and the terrors of a too-little-explored future.

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 inertia and the terrors of growth.