Time Is The Great Art Of Man.

Rascality Has Limits; Stupidity Has Not.

A Man's Palate Can, In Time, Become Accustomed To Anything.

That Man Made Me Miss My Destiny.

War,--the Trade Of Barbarians!

A Man Made For Public Life And Authority Never Takes Account Of Personalities; He Only Takes Account Of Things, Of Their Weight And Their Conseqences.