The poetry of history lies in the quasi-miraculous fact that once, on this earth, once, on this familiar spot of ground, walked other men and women, as actual as we are today, thinking their own thoughts, swayed by their own passions, but now all gone, one generation vanishing into another, gone as utterly as we ourselves shall shortly be gone, like ghosts at cockcrow.

The best historian is he who combines knowledge of the evidence with the largest intellect, the warmest human sympathy and the highest imaginative powers.

History repeats itself and History never repeats itself are about equally true.

A little man often cast a long shadow.

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

I have two doctors, my left leg and my right.

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