Nature Intended Women To Be Our Slaves.

Men Have Their Virtues And Their Vices, Their Heroisms And Their Perversities; Men Are Neither Wholly Good Nor Wholly Bad, But Possess And Practice All That There Is Of Good And Bad Here Below. Such Is The General Rule. Temperament, Education, The Accidents Of Life, Are Modifying Factors. Outside Of This, Everything Is Ordered Arrangement, Everything Is Chance. Such Has Been My Rule Of Expectation And It Has Usually Brought Me Success.

In A Battle, As In A Siege, The Art Consists In Concentrating Very Heavy Fire On A Particular Point. The Line Of Battle Once Established, The One Who Has The Ability To Concentrate An Unlooked For Mass Of Artillery Suddenly And Unexpectedly On One Of These Points Is Sure To Carry The Day.

Until Then, Mio Dolce Amor, A Thousand Kisses; But Give Me None In Return, For They Set My Blood On Fire.

Parties Weaken Themselves By Their Fear Of Capable Men.

Men Are Lead By Trifles.