Although too much of a soldier among sovereigns, no one could claim with better right to be a sovereign among soldiers.
Each age has deemed the new-born year the fittest time for festal cheer.
The happy combination of fortuitous circumstances.
War is the only game in which both sides lose.
Vacant heart, and hand, and eye, Easy live and quiet die.
But woe awaits a country when She sees the tears of bearded men.