Mad, is he? Then I hope he will bite some of my other generals.

A man must know his destiny… if he does not recognize it, then he is lost. By this I mean, once, twice, or at the very most, three times, fate will reach out and tap a man on the shoulder… if he has the imagination, he will turn around and fate will point out to him what fork in the road he should take, if he has the guts, he will take it.

And then if everything comes together as we hope it will, we will move to Baton Rouge and that will be for an indefinite period. What will determine that [moving back to New Orleans] is the condition of our building, which we know very little about today.

No, I shall have mistresses.

We are come for your good, for all your goods.

We are all born mad. Some remain so.