I Was Always Hearing That I Was

But I Did Not Find Any Positive Inspiration In My Studies Until I Approached My Nineteenth Year.

The Masses Are Only To Be Regarded As One Of Three Things: Either As Copies Of Great Personalities, Bad Copies, Clumsily Produced In A Poor Material, Or As Foils To The Great, Or Finally As Their Tools

The Historian Is Looked Upon As Objective When He Measures The Past By The Popular Opinions Of His Own Time, As Subjective When He Does Not Take These Opinions For Models. That Man Is Thought Best Fitted To Depict A Period Of The Past, Who Is Not In The Least Affected By That Period. But Only He Who Has A Share In Building Up The Future Can Grasp What The Past Has Been, And Only When Transformed Into A Work Of Art Can History Arouse Or Even Sustain Instincts.

It Gradually Dawned Upon Me That There Was No One More Difficult To Please Than My Mother.

I Came Into The World Two Months Too Soon, I Was In Such A Hurry.