Why Do You Think That At 67

Deliberation Is The Work Of Many Men. Action, Of One Alone.

It So Happens That The World Is Undergoing A Transformation To Which No Change That Has Yet Occurred Can Be Compared, Either In Scope Or In Rapidity.

In The Tumult Of Men And Events, Solitude Was My Temptation; Now It Is My Friend. What Other Satisfaction Can Be Sought Once You Have Confronted History?

Don't Think Of Yourself As Indispensable Or Infallible. The Cemeteries Of The World Are Full Of Indispensable Men.

Old France, Weighed Down With History, Prostrated By Wars And Revolutions, Endlessly Vacillating From Greatness To Decline, But Revived, Century After Century, By The Genius Of Renewal!