The other fear: a person fears that Love does not love her enough, for Love torments her so severely she thinks that It continually burdens her and helps her too little, and that she alone loves. This disloyalty is higher than a base loyalty; indeed, I mean by “base loyalty” a loyalty that lets itself be satisfied now without realizing (anything else), or also a loyalty that lets itself be satisfied in its own estimation. [In contrast,] this noble disloyalty acquires a consciousness so expansive only if a person loves so much that she supposes that she has lost her senses, and her heart sighs, and her veins continually stretch and rupture, and her soul melts. However, even if a person loves Love like this, yet this noble disloyalty is able neither to feel nor to express loyalty towards Love, so expansive does disloyalty make desire. And disloyalty also never lets desire continue to express [loyalty] to an object of desire but continually expresses mistrust towards desire itself [by supposing] that perhaps one is not loved enough. So noble is disloyalty that it continually fears either that it does not love enough, or that it is not loved enough.
To articulate something in the past historically does not mean to know it "the way it really was" (Ranke). It means to seize a remembrance as it flares up in a moment of danger. For historical materialism, the task is to capture a picture of the past as it suddenly — at the moment of danger — attaches to the historical Subject. The danger threatens both the existence of the tradition and its receivers. For both, [the danger] is one and the same: becoming a tool of the ruling classes. In every era the attempt must be made to wrest anew the inheritance away from a conformism that is at the point of overwhelming it. The Messiah comes not only as the redeemer, he comes as the conqueror of Antichrist. Only that historian will have the gift of kindling the spark of hope in the past who is firmly convinced of this: that even the dead will not be safe from the enemy if he wins. And this enemy has not ceased to be victorious.
— Walter Benjamin, Über den Begriff der Geschichte