To put away one’s own original thoughts in order to take up a book is a sin against the Holy Ghost.
BARBARA TUCHMANThe whole vast challenge of a continent waiting to be exploited, combined to produce a prevailing materialism and an American drive bent as much, if not more, on money, property, and power than was true of the Old World from which we had fled.
More Barbara Tuchman Quotes
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satire is a wrapping of exaggeration around a core of reality.
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The poets have familiarized more people with history than have the historians.
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To gain victory over the flesh was the purpose of fasting and celibacy, which denied the pleasures of this world for the sake of reward in the next.
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While husbands and lovers in the stories are of all kinds, ranging from sympathetic to disgusting, women are invariably deceivers: inconstant, unscrupulous, quarrelsome, querulous, lecherous, shameless, although not necessarily all of these at once.
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For most people reform meant relief from ecclesiastical extortions.
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Human behavior is timeless.
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Fateful moments tend to evoke grandeur of speech, especially in French.
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That conflict between the reach for the divine and the lure of earthly things was to be the central problem of the Middle Ages.
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One constant among the elements of 1914—as of any era—was the disposition of everyone on all sides not to prepare for the harder alternative, not to act upon what they suspected to be true.
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If I had taken a doctoral degree, it would have stifled any writing capacity.
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The conduct of war was so much more interesting than its prevention.
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An essential element for good writing is a good ear: One must listen to the sound of one’s own prose.
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Without books, the development of civilization would have been impossible.
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The costliest myth of our time has been the myth of the Communist monolith.
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The muffled tongue of Big Ben tolled nine by the clock as the cortege left the palace, but on history’s clock it was sunset, and the sun of the old world was setting in a dying blaze of splendor never to be seen again.
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