I am indebted to my father for living, but to my teacher for living well.
There is something noble in hearing myself ill spoken of, when I am doing well.
My logisticians are a humorless lot ... they know if my campaign fails, they are the first ones I will slay.
I am dying with the help of too many physicians.
I would rather live a short life of glory than a long one of obscurity.
God must have loved Afghans because he made them so beautiful.