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The past is a work of art, free of irrelevancies and loose ends.
The past is a work of art, free of irrelevancies and loose ends.
There are people who read too much: bibliobibuli. I know some who are constantly drunk on books, as other men read more
There are people who read too much: bibliobibuli. I know some who are constantly drunk on books, as other men are drunk on whiskey or religion. They wander through this most diverting and stimulating of worlds in a haze, seeing nothing and hearing nothing.
For historians ought to be precise, truthful, and quite unprejudiced, and neither interest nor fear, hatred nor affection, should cause read more
For historians ought to be precise, truthful, and quite unprejudiced, and neither interest nor fear, hatred nor affection, should cause them to swerve from the path of truth, whose mother is history, the rival of time, the depository of great actions, the witness of what is past, the example and instruction of the present, the monitor of the future.
I began revolution with 82 men. If I had to do it again, I do it with 10 or 15 read more
I began revolution with 82 men. If I had to do it again, I do it with 10 or 15 and absolute faith. It does not matter how small you are if you have faith and plan of action.
In a certain sense all men are historians.
In a certain sense all men are historians.
The limit is about 300 words. Kipling's "Recessional" really did something to England when it was published. It helped them read more
The limit is about 300 words. Kipling's "Recessional" really did something to England when it was published. It helped them through a bad time. Let me know if you find any great poems lying around.
History is indeed little more than the register of the crimes, follies and misfortunes of mankind.
History is indeed little more than the register of the crimes, follies and misfortunes of mankind.
I once asked my history teacher how we were expected to learn anything useful from his subject, when it seemed read more
I once asked my history teacher how we were expected to learn anything useful from his subject, when it seemed to me to be nothing but a monotonous and sordid succession of robber baron scumbags devoid of any admirable human qualities. I failed history.