On Victory, You Deserve Beer. On Defeat,

Send Me 300 Francs; That Sum Will Enable Me To Go To Paris. There, At Least, One Can Cut A Figure And Surmount Obstacles. Everything Tells Me I Shall Succeed. Will You Prevent Me From Doing So For The Want Of 100 Crowns?

Called To The Throne By The Voice Of The People, My Maxim Has Always Been: A Career Open To Talent Without Distinction Of Birth. It Is This System Of Equality For Which The European Oligarchy Detests Me

The Best Generals Are Those Who Have Served In The Artillery.

Cossacks Are The Best Light Troops Among All That Exist. If I Had Them In My Army, I Would Go Through All The World With Them.

Suicide Is A Crime The Most Revolting To The Feelings; Nor Does Any Reason Suggest Itself To Our Understanding By Which It Can Be Justified. It Certainly Originates In That Species Of Fear Which We Denominate Poltroonery. For What Claim Can That Man Have To Courage Who Trembles At The Frowns Of Fortunes? True Heroism Consists In Being Superior To The Ills Of Life In Whatever Shape They May Challenge Him To Combat.