Every true history must force us to remember that the past was once as real as the present and as uncertain as the future.

The chorus-ending from Aristophanes, raised every night from every ditch that drains into the Mediterranean, hoarse and primeval as the raven's croak, is one of the grandest tunes to walk by. Or on a night in May, one can walk through the too rare Italian forests for an hour on end and never be out of hearing of the nightingale's song.

Since history has no properly scientific value, its only purpose is educative. And if historians neglect to educate the public, if they fail to interest it intelligently in the past, then all their historical learning is valueless except in so far as it educates themselves.

We are the children of the earth and removed from her our spirit withers.

The best job goes to the person who can get it done without passing the buck or coming back with excuses.

Every true history must force us to remember that the past was once as real as the present and as uncertain as the future.

Before modern times there was Walking, but not the perfection of Walking, because there was no tea.