Men Are Of No Importance. What Counts

One Must Wait Until The Evening To See How Splendid The Day Was; One Cannot Judge Life Until Death.

Treaties Are Like Roses And Young Girls. They Last While They Last.

Greatness Is A Road Leading Towards The Unknown.

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?

They Really Are Bad Shots.