There is a certain impertinence in allowing oneself to be burned for an opinion.

God, conquered, will become Satan; Satan, conquering, will become God. May the fates spare me this terrible lot; I love the Hell which formed my genius. I love the Earth where I have done some good, if it be possible to do any good in this fearful world where beings live but by rapine.

The first virtue of all really great men is that they are sincere. They eradicate hypocrisy from their hearts.

It is not customary to love what one has.

Lovers who love truly do not write down their happiness.

People who have no weaknesses are terrible; there is no way of taking advantage of them.

What we call strategy is mainly just crossing rivers on bridges and passing mountains though cols.