I Came To Think Of Myself, Not

Underneath All Civilization, Ancient Or Modern, Moved And Still Moves A Sea Of Magic, Superstition, And Sorcery. Perhaps They Will Remain When The Works Of Our Reason Have Passed Away.

A History Of Civilization Shares The Presumptuousness Of Every Philosophical Enterprise: It Offers The Ridiculous Spectacle Of A Fragment Expounding The Whole. Like Philosophy, Such A Venture Has No Rational Excuse, And Is At Best But A Brave Stupidity; But Let Us Hope That, Like Philosophy, It Will Always Lure Some Rash Spirits Into Its Fatal Depths.

The Time When You Need To Do Something Is When No One Else Is Willing To Do It, When People Are Saying It Can't Be Done.

Rome Remained Great As Long As She Had Enemies Who Forced Her To Unity, Vision, And Heroism. When She Had Overcome Them All She Flourished For A Moment And Then Began To Die.

It Is One Of The Most Culpable Oversights Of Nature That Virtue And Beauty So Often Come In Separate Packages.