In my dreams I hear again the crash of guns, the rattle of musketry, the strange, mournful mutter of the read more

In my dreams I hear again the crash of guns, the rattle of musketry, the strange, mournful mutter of the battlefield.

While history never repeats itself, political patterns do.

While history never repeats itself, political patterns do.

History is more or less bunk. It's tradition. We don't want tradition. We want to live in the present and read more

History is more or less bunk. It's tradition. We don't want tradition. We want to live in the present and the only history that is worth a tinker's dam is the history we made today.

Everyone is necessarily the hero of his own life story.

Everyone is necessarily the hero of his own life story.

It takes an endless amount of history to make even a little tradition.

It takes an endless amount of history to make even a little tradition.

History is an illogical record. It hinges on nothing. It is a story that changes, and has accidents, and recovers read more

History is an illogical record. It hinges on nothing. It is a story that changes, and has accidents, and recovers with scars.

History is just a portrayal of crimes and misfortunes.

History is just a portrayal of crimes and misfortunes.

As lousy as things are now, tomorrow they will be somebody's good old days.

As lousy as things are now, tomorrow they will be somebody's good old days.

Every man is his own ancestor, and every man his own heir. He devises his own fortune, and he inherits read more

Every man is his own ancestor, and every man his own heir. He devises his own fortune, and he inherits his own past.