Santayana, I think (There is disagreement). I first saw it on the first page of Shirer's Rise and Fall of the Third Reich," which came out when I was in high school. There was a swastika on the front cover of my fatso paperback copy (Thickest I'd ever seen). I was reading it in study hall and some kid gave me an accusatory look and asked, "Why are you reading a Nazi book?" I said it was a history book. He didn't buy it. Years later I used to play sort of dinner music on my guitar in a French restaurant in Lenox, Mass, and Shirer came in one night. He was the only diner who paid the least attention to the hippy noodling away on a stool in the corner, even gave me a little fin de siecle golf clap after I played "Out of Nowhere." I thanked him, said I liked his books. He was a very civilized guy, or maybe he just had bad taste in music. I've read everything he ever wrote. My favorite historian, aside from Will (and Ariel) Durant. Uhhh. Go Pats.
Here's what he looked like: