The writer may very well serve a movement of history as its mouthpiece, but he cannot of course create it.

The traditions of the dead generations weigh like a nightmare upon the living.

It is not history which uses men as a means of achieving - as if it were an individual person - its own ends. History is nothing but the activity of men in pursuit of their ends.

The history of the world is the history of a few men who had faith in themselves.

If our history can challenge the next wave of musicians to keep moving and changing, to keep spiritually hungry and horny, that's what it's all about.

If history repeats itself, and the unexpected always happens, how incapable must Man be of learning from experience.