"Yesterday, I met Shakespeare in a tea shop on Fleet Street. He was sketching the London skyline while discussing the merits of modern electricity with a pigeon."
- Anonymously scribbled on a rainy Tuesday

"When I walked through the Agora, I found myself debating with Socrates. His questions unravelled the fabric of continuity and my hours slipped away like grains of sand."

"During my visit to the shores of Normandy, I saw echoes of battle merged with the laughter of future generations. History, it seems, has a peculiar way of healing itself."