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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.
All history, of course, is the history of wars.
All history, of course, is the history of wars.
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.
May you look back on the past with as much pleasure as you look forward to the future.
May you look back on the past with as much pleasure as you look forward to the future.
What is all our histories, but God showing himself, shaking and trampling on everything that he has not planted.
What is all our histories, but God showing himself, shaking and trampling on everything that he has not planted.
The people who live in a golden age usually go around complaining how yellow everything looks.
The people who live in a golden age usually go around complaining how yellow everything looks.
The past grows gradually around one, like a placenta for dying.
The past grows gradually around one, like a placenta for dying.
The Supreme Court's only armor is the cloak of public trust; its sole ammunition, the collective hopes of our society.
The Supreme Court's only armor is the cloak of public trust; its sole ammunition, the collective hopes of our society.
