History is a confused heap of facts.

History is a confused heap of facts.

Nostalgia is a seductive liar.

Nostalgia is a seductive liar.

Societies that do not eat people are fascinated by those that do.

Societies that do not eat people are fascinated by those that do.

And history with all her volumes vast,
Hath but one page.

And history with all her volumes vast,
Hath but one page.

The charm of history and its enigmatic lesson consist in the fact that, from age to age, nothing changes and read more

The charm of history and its enigmatic lesson consist in the fact that, from age to age, nothing changes and yet everything is completely different.

The true picture of the past flits by. The past can be seized only as an image which flashes up read more

The true picture of the past flits by. The past can be seized only as an image which flashes up at the instant when it can be recognized and is never seen again.

I come into the peace of wild things who do not tax their lives with forethought of grief... For a read more

I come into the peace of wild things who do not tax their lives with forethought of grief... For a time I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.

Everyone is necessarily the hero of his own life story.

Everyone is necessarily the hero of his own life story.

History repeats itself, first as tragedy, second as farce.

History repeats itself, first as tragedy, second as farce.