history

But however minimal, however threadbare, it (collective memory) is ballast of a kind. We all need that seven-eighths of the iceberg, the ballast of the past, a general past, the place from which we came.That is why history should be taught in school. to all children, as much of it as possible. If you have no sense of the past, no access to historical narrative, you are afloat, untethered; you cannot see yourself as a part of the narrative, you cannot place yourself within a context. You will not have an understanding of time, and a respect for memory and its subtle victory over the remorselessness of time.

Facts you can bend. Memories are much stronger things.

Robbing people of their actual history is the same as robbing them of part of themselves. It__ a crime."Fuka-Eri thought about that for a moment.Tengo went on, __ur memory is made up of our individual memories and our collective memories. The two are intimately linked. And history is our collective memory. If our collective memory is taken from us - is rewritten - we lose the ability to sustain our true selves.

...first, in order to remember, something must be forgotten; second, the place where memories are stored has no boundaries. In other words, forgetting is a twin; its tandem effect is best called "simultancous" distraction, the instant when one memory defoliates another. This fuzzy double - one devouring the other - presumably inhibits learning

Regard for the past only extends to its outward forms.

The double-crossed, might-have-been history of my country is not the study of what actually took place here: it's the study of historians' studies. . . .Memories are their own descendants masquerading as the ancestors of the present.

To articulate what is past does not mean to recognize __ow it really was._ It means to take control of a memory, as it flashes in a moment of danger.

Preservation of the past has been one of humankind__ chief preoccupations for centuries, although I am not convinced much of it is worth preserving.

Nothing is long ago in an archive, my dear. In the records we treat the dead as same as the living.__hat__ the whole point of keeping papers. It doesn__ matter if it__ a hundred years or only a few weeks. It__ all filed away, fresh as the day it went under the covers.

This is the story I am working on. But it isn't complete as I don't have the right way to begin. I sit on the crosshouse floor and look at the objects. I see different ways they could be put together and the way the story changes over time. The objects fall into their groupings and they talk to each other in different fashions depending on where they're put and at first it makes me panic. I put the memories together again and again in their different patterns and try to understand which is the correct way. Then at last I see that there isn't one. I see that if I am lucky and do it right, the story will not ever come together in one final meaning. Because there is not yet any end.

...and V_ra said that every time we reached the page which described the snow falling through the branches of the trees, soon to shroud the entire forest floor, I would look up at her and ask: But if it's all white, how do the squirrels know where they've buried their hoard?... Those were your very words, the question which constantly troubled you. How indeed do the squirrels know, what do we know ourselves, how do we remember, and what it is we find in the end?

In my dream I drank fully of water, but when I woke, I was thirsty." Ned Low

It is ashamed that history isolates things that are common to a large populace, but families don__ disperse generational history to prevent their descendants from falling in the same traps as they had.

I heard my teacher said "great people make history". I am not concern about "great" or "people" or "history". I am concerned about "make" and it keeps me asking the next question "how?"! They are Determined and Disciplined!

There is no need to rush in life. Just with one word at a time, your sweet life history will be written boldly in capitals and highlighted for easy access. Be sure you are passing the test of patience!

David Stern might be the smartest executive in the history of professional sports. His obsession with the Vagrant Kings is one of the strangest stories.

They say God appeared in history and used it for his purposes, but if that was so he had no pity for men.

Great men have always preferred women of the prostitute type.