I once worked as a salesman and was very independent. I took orders from no one.

Convince yourself that you are working in clay, not marble, on paper not eternal bronze: Let that first sentence be as stupid as it wishes.

I have always been - I think any student of history almost inevitably is - a cheerful pessimist.

Intellect has nothing to do with equality except to respect it as a sublime convention.

[T]hat is the triumph of history - truth absolute is not at hand; the original with which to match the copy does not exist.

To delve into history entails, besides the grievance of hard work, the danger that in the depths one may lose one’s scapegoats.

It seems a long time since the morning mail could be called correspondence.