There is no inevitability in history except as men make it.
We know that enduring peace cannot be bought at the cost of other people's freedom.
The male clerk with his quill pen and copper-plate handwriting had gone for good. The female short-hand typist took his place. It was a decisive moment in women's emancipation.
History, we know, is apt to repeat itself, and to foist very old incidents upon us with only a slight change of costume.
We have a wonderful history behind us. . . . If you are unable to demonstrate to the world that you have this record, the world will say to you, 'You are not worthy to enjoy the blessings of democracy or anything else'.
I want to be as though new-born, knowing nothing, absolutely nothing about Europe.
History has neither the venerableness of antiquity, nor the freshness of the modern. It does as if it would go to the beginning ofthings, which natural history might with reason assume to do; but consider the Universal History, and then tell us,--when did burdock and plantain sprout first?
history. . . a sort of immortality turned upside down. Her life stretched backwards through ten centuries.
In the end, the character of a civilization is encased in its structures.
To marry was to say you believed in the future and in the past, too-that history and tradition and hope could stay knit together to hold you up.
Madness slunk in through a chink in History. It only took a moment.
The entire history of mankind is, in any case, nothing but a prolonged fight to the death for the conquest of universal prestige and absolute power.
I shall cheerfully bear the reproach of having descended below the dignity of history.
History isn't about dates and places and wars. It's about the people who fill the spaces between them.
History started badly and has been getting steadily worse.
I'm not keen on history being tampered with. . . to any extent.
The history of medicine is the history of the unusual.
History is scraps of evidence joined by the glue of imagination.
It is a great pity that every human being does not, at an early stage of his life, have to write a historical work. He would then realize that the human race is in quite a jam about truth.
You know the difference between a real science and a pseudoscience? A real science recognizes and accepts its own history without feeling attacked. When you tell a psychiatrist his mental institution came from a lazar house, he becomes infuriated.
