The deep waters of time will flow over us: only a few men of genius will lift a head above the surface, and though doomed eventually to pass into the same silence, will fight against oblivion and for a long time hold their own.

There is no evil that does not promise inducements. Avarice promises money; luxury, a varied assortment of pleasures; ambition, a purple robe and applause. Vices tempt you by the rewards they offer.

The Germans, a race eager for war.

The more violent the storm the sooner it is over.

Of war men ask the outcome, not the cause.

The mind that is anxious about future events is miserable.

Slavery holds few men fast; the greater number hold fast their slavery.