It doesn’t matter which side of history you’re on, as long as you’re not in its way.
The obscurest epoch is today.
We infer the future from the past because the past is all we have: our generalizations, like our generals, are always fighting the last war.
Men who knew something about everything were deposed by men who knew everything about something, who were succeeded, in their turn, by men who know nothing about anything.
Wounded honor provoked duels; wounded feelings provoke lawsuits.
We repeat history because we cannot reverse it.
This is not the end of history. It is not even the beginning of the end of history. But it is, perhaps, the end of the end of history.
Nearly everything in history nearly didn’t happen.
The history of Western art would be entirely different if, 500 years ago, we had known that the Greeks painted their sculpture.
For every empire history offers a hundred reasons why it fell, when what we need to know is why it lasted.
The East, the West, the classical and Christian, the medieval and modern, the peasantry, the proletariat, the bourgeoisie, the 18th, 19th, 20th century — what intellectual malfeasance shelters under the definite article!