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The dignity of history.
The dignity of history.
I have no history but the length of my bones.
I have no history but the length of my bones.
History is a cyclic poem written by time upon the memories of man.
History is a cyclic poem written by time upon the memories of man.
Throughout history females have picked providers. males have picked anything.
Throughout history females have picked providers. males have picked anything.
Fear of serious injury alone cannot justify oppression of free speech and assembly. Men feared witches and burnt women. It read more
Fear of serious injury alone cannot justify oppression of free speech and assembly. Men feared witches and burnt women. It is the function of speech to free men from the bondage of irrational fears.
I saw Chungking for the first time more than 40 years ago - a city of hills and mists, of read more
I saw Chungking for the first time more than 40 years ago - a city of hills and mists, of grays and lavenders, two rivers shaping it to a point and the cliff rising above me like a challenge.
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.
Do not seek to follow in the footsteps of the men of old; seek what they sought.
Do not seek to follow in the footsteps of the men of old; seek what they sought.
Let the ruling classes tremble at a communist revolution. The proletarians have nothing to lose but their chains. They have read more
Let the ruling classes tremble at a communist revolution. The proletarians have nothing to lose but their chains. They have a world to win. Workingmen of all countries, unite!