In war, when a commander becomes so bereft of reason and perspective that he fails to understand the dependence of arms on Divine guidance, he no longer deserves victory.

A great mind becomes a great fortune.

This is our chief bane, that we live not according to the light of reason, but after the fashion of others. [Lat., Id nobis maxime nocet, quod non ad rationis lumen sed ad similitudinem aliorum vivimus.]

True happiness is... to enjoy the present, without anxious dependence upon the future.

In war there is no prize for runner-up.

He who is brave is free.