To a father who loves his children victor has no charms. When the heart speaks, glory itself is an illusion.
Napoleon BonaparteThe affairs of war, like the destiny of battles, as well as empires, hang upon a spiders thread.
Napoleon BonaparteTo a father who loves his children victor has no charms. When the heart speaks, glory itself is an illusion.
Napoleon BonaparteThe affairs of war, like the destiny of battles, as well as empires, hang upon a spiders thread.
Napoleon Bonaparte