I have against me the bourgeois, the military and the diplomats, and for me, only the people who take the Métro.
These people really aim very badly.
France cannot be France without greatness.
Men are of no importance. What counts is who commands.
How can you govern a country which has 246 varieties of cheese?
In the tumult of men and events, solitude was my temptation; now it is my friend. What other satisfaction can be sought once you have confronted History?