I make my battle plans from the spirit of my sleeping soldiers
I fear three newspapers more than a hundred thousand bayonets.
Never ascribe to malice that which is adequately explained by stupidity.
Against attempts on my life, I trust in my luck, my good genius, and my guards.
He is almost a statesman. He lies well.
No amount of money will induce someone to lay down their life, but they will gladly do so for a bit of yellow ribbon.