Ability Has Nothing To Do With Opportunity.

How Many Things Apparently Impossible Have Nevertheless Been Performed By Resolute Men Who Had No Alternative But Death.

My Waking Thoughts Are All Of Thee. Your Portrait And The Remembrance Of Last Night's Delirium Have Robbed My Senses Of Repose. Sweet And Incomparable Josephine, What An Extraordinary Influence You Have Over My Heart. Are You Vexed? Do I See You Sad? Are You Ill At Ease? My Soul Is Broken With Grief, And There Is No Rest For Your Lover.

The Turks Can Be Killed, But They Can Never Be Conquered.

The Fool Has One Great Advantage Over A Man Of Sense; He Is Always Satisfied With Himself.

A Great Reserve And Severity Of Manners Are Necessary For The Command Of Those Who Are Older Than Ourselves.