For over a thousand years Roman conquerors returning from the wars enjoyed the honor of triumph, a tumultuous parade. In the procession came trumpeteers, musicians and strange animals from conquered territories, together with carts laden with treasure and captured armaments. The conquerors rode in a triumphal chariot, the dazed prisoners walking in chains before him. Sometimes his children robed in white stood with him in the chariot or rode the trace horses. A slave stood behind the conqueror holding a golden crown and whispering in his ear a warning: that all glory is fleeting.

Never tell people how to do things. Tell them what to do and they will surprise you with their ingenuity.

A leader is a man who can adapt principles to circumstances.

The test of success is not what you do when you are on top. Success is how high you bounce when you hit bottom.

Never let the enemy pick the battle site.

In the space of two days I had evolved two plans, wholly distinct, both of which were equally feasible. The point I am trying to bring out is that one does not plan and then try to make circumstances fit those plans. One tries to make plans fit the circumstances.

In case of doubt, push on just a little further and then keep on pushing.