History is hereditary only in this way: we, all of us, inherit everything, and then we choose what to cherish, what to disavow, and what do do next, which is why it’s worth trying to know where things come from.
Wonder Woman didn’t begin in 1941 when William Moulton Marston turned in his first script to Sheldon Mayer. Wonder Woman began on a winter day in 1904 when Margaret Sanger dug Olive Byrne out of a snowbank.
Mary Woolley wasn’t only a suffragist; she was also a feminist. “Feminism is not a prejudice,” she said, “It is a principle.
We have hands that must work, brains that must think, and personalities that must be developed.
Reviewing a book written by someone you’re living with and sleeping with is, needless to say, wrong.
The idea of innovation is the idea of progress stripped of the aspirations of the Enlightenment, scrubbed clean of the horrors of the twentieth century, and relieved of its critics.
Replacing “progress” with “innovation” skirts the question of whether a novelty is an improvement: the world may not be getting better and better but our devices are getting newer and newer.
You can be strong as any boy if you’ll work hard and train yourself in athletics, the way boys do.
All feminists are suffragists, but not all suffragists are feminists,” as one feminist explained.
It feels silly to watch endless hours of winter sports every four years, when we never watch them any other time, and we don’t even understand the rules, which doesn’t stop us from scoring everyone, every run, every skate, every race.
Modern political science started in the late nineteenth century as a branch of history.
The study of history requires investigation, imagination, empathy, and respect. Reverence just doesn’t enter into it.