Her family drinks so much milk that they go through two gallons a week.

Germans still eat Katerfrühstück, a postbinge breakfast that usually consists of herring, pickles and goulash.

[…] It's my belief that you don't know your own mind. I don't, dear, said Hulda, nestling to him. Why, what a puss it is! cried Sir Philip, kissing her tenderly.

Bradley points towards this modern renaissance in history because he sees that history does not hold a mirror to the past, but embraces it through the critical understanding of the historian.