Vengeance Is Without Foresight.

Impatience Is A Great Obstacle To Success; He Who Treats Everything With Brusqueness Gathers Nothing, Or Only Immature Fruit Which Will Never Ripen.

I Can No Longer Obey; I Have Tasted Command, And I Cannot Give It Up.

I Would Rather Have A General Who Was Lucky Than One Who Was Good.

Everything Is More Or Less Organized Matter. To Think So Is Against Religion, But I Think So Just The Same.

One Must Indeed Be Ignorant Of The Methods Of Genius To Suppose That It Allows Itself To Be Cramped By Forms. Forms Are For Mediocrity, And It Is Fortunate That Mediocrity Can Act Only According To Routine. Ability Takes Its Flight Unhindered.