American politics is a struggle, not of men but of forces. The men become every year more and more creatures of force, massed about central power houses.
Henry AdamsRead
As a historian, he felt it his duty to respect everything that had ever been respected, except for the occasional statesman.
Interpretation
The quote reflects a historian's duty to honor the past while also acknowledging the flaws of certain leaders.
Henry Adams, as a historian, believed in the importance of respecting all facets of history, especially those that have shaped societies. However, he also recognized that not all historical figures, particularly statesmen, warranted that same respect due to their actions and decisions, prompting a critical examination of their legacies. This duality captures the tension between reverence for history and the necessity of critique.
In practice
During a lecture on historical interpretation, this quote could be used to illustrate the balance of reverence and critique.
American politics is a struggle, not of men but of forces. The men become every year more and more creatures of force, massed about central power houses.
Of all studies, the one he would rather have avoided was that of his own mind. He knew no tragedy so heartrending as introspection.
Simplicity is the most deceitful mistress that ever betrayed man.
Church and State, Soul and Body, God and Man, are all one at Mont Saint Michel, and the business of all is to fight, each in his own way, or to stand guard for each other.
The American President resembles the commander of a ship at sea. He must have a helm to grasp, a course to steer, a port to seek.
The effect of power and publicity on all men is the aggravation of self, a sort of tumor that ends by killing the victim's sympathies.
This much is clear: violence breeds violence, repression brings retaliation, and only a cleansing of our whole society can remove this sickness from our soul.
'What I believe' is a process rather than a finality. Finalities are for gods and governments, not for the human intellect.
Did any of you, parents, ever hear your child wake from sleep with some panic fear and shriek the mother's name through the darkness? Was not that a more powerful appeal than all words? And, depend upon it, that the soul which cries aloud on God, "the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ," though it have "no language but a cry," will never call in vain.
Much violence is based on the illusion that life is a property to be defended and not to be shared.
The unrecorded past is none other than our old friend, the tree in the primeval forest which fell without being heard
We're all complicit in the things we may be trying to oppose. I'm complicit in the things that I'm trying to oppose.
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