I will not become a page in someone else’s history book.
I was just thinking about Watergate. How history repeats itself. First as tragedy, second as farce, third as porn.
A wise man once said the true history of the world is the history of great conversations in elegant rooms.
Who knows why people in history did good things? For all we know Jesus was trying to get the loaves and fishes account.
Well… unless we want a three-headed grandchild, looks like we’re gonna have to share some family history.[to Maureen]
We are the chosen, you and I. We have a responsibility to change history.[to Claire]
I feared in my heart that history would not be rewritten. That no matter how many battles we might win, victory would remain forever out of reac
History isn’t fact. It’s narrative, one carefully curated and shaped. Under the pen strokes of the right scribe, a villain becomes a hero, a lie becomes the truth.
History is war and slavery and holding your dead son in your arms. There’s no point in protecting history, so we might as well just burn it all down.
History is earned. You win the day, and then you win the day after, and you do the same thing every day until you’re dead. And you’re remembered not for the winning, but because you never lost.
A country is its history, the sum of all its stories, we are what our fathers made us.
You may as well read the Bible for its history which, it goes without saying, is a fool’s errand fit only for idiot children.
