Quotes About History

Asia is not going to be civilised after the methods of the West. There is too much Asia and she is too old.

All we have of freedom All we use or know This our fathers bought for us Long and long ago

The tumalt and shouting dies, The captains and the kings depart. Still stands thine ancient sacrifice, An humble and a contrite heat. Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet, Lest we forget, lest we forget.

ever the knightly years were gone With the old world to the grave, I was a king in Babylon And you were a Christian slave, —W.E. Henley.

What is has been. What will be is no more than a forgotten year striking backward.

The wheel of the world swings through the same phases again and again.

TWENTY bridges from Tower to Kew - Wanted to know what the River knew, Twenty Bridges or twenty-two, For they were young, and the Thames was old And this is the tale that River told...

Or ever the knightly years were gone      With the old world to the grave

Every old ruin in India becomes sooner or later a dwelling place of snakes, and the old summer-house was alive with cobras.

All kinds of magic are out of date and done away with, except in India, where nothing changes in spite of the shiny, top-scum stuff that people call 'civilization.

If we confine our attention entirely to the slang of the day - that is to say, if we devote ourselves exclusively to modern literature - we get to think the world is progressing when it is only repeating itself...It is only when one reads what men wrote long ago that one realizes how absolutely modern the best of the old things are.

e disse ben poco altresì di quella mostruosa gibbosità, intrisa di sangue, che si chiama il Sabotino, e che fu presa, perduta e ripresa, nel modo più glorioso, durante i primi giorni della guerra; mentre ora giaceva lì, sotto di noi, apparentemente calma, come un pascolo montano

Or ever the knightly years were gone      With the old world to the grave, I was a king in Babylon      And you were a Christian slave,         ââ'¬â€W.E. Henley. His

If we persist in distinguishing and holding apart myth and history, we are in danger of missing the story's own sense of truth.

If we feel and learn nothing from the tragedies of the past, then we'll never know how to truly help avoid those same tragedies in the future. Certainly, we can't avoid all pain and suffering, but we can and should learn from it.

Throughout human history, the apostles of purity, those who have claimed to possess a total explanation, have wrought havoc among mere mixed-up human beings. Like many millions of people, I am a bastard child of history. Perhaps we all are, black and brown and white, leaking into one another, as a character of mine once said, like flavours [sic] when you cook

Father took race to be the central and inescapable fact of American life and character, and thus he did not apologize for its being the central fact of his own life and character.

Which is like writing history backward, if you ask me, fixing the past to fit the present. Hindsight made over into foresight.

The race of man haunted by the thought of what it used to be, ashamed of what they are, afraid of what they were.

In a revolutionary epoch, sometimes men taste every novelty, sicken of them all, and return to ancient principles so long disused that they seem refreshingly hearty when they are rediscovered.

We ought not to endeavor to revise history according to our latter day notions of what things ought to have been, or upon the theory that the past is simply a reflection of the present

This was the third dam in Glen Canyon. The first, slowly shaped by sand and fed by a persistent stream, blocked a side canyon sometime before history began, forming a thin sweetwater lake that ultimately survived a civilization. The second dam belonged to the Anasazi, the people who forged that fragile civilization out of the rock and niggard soil. Their dam, built of sandstone blocks and sealed with clay mortar, stood in the canyon bottom at Creeping Dune.

The first dam stood near the head of little Lake Canyon until November 1915.

You owed him absolute obedience because you were Japanese.