Barbara Tuchman

Honor wears different coats to different eyes.

Every successful revolution puts on in time the robes of the tyrant it has deposed.

Dead battles, like dead generals, hold the military mind in their dead grip.

I grow daily to honour facts more and more, and theory less and less. A fact, it seems to me, is a great thing; a sentence printed, if not by God, then at least by the Devil.

Another thing that freaks me out is time. Time is like a book. You have a beginning, a middle and an end. It's just a cycle.

Homosexuality is anti-humanity.