Opportunities? I Make Opportunities.

Destiny Urges Me To A Goal Of Which I Am Ignorant. Until That Goal Is Attained I Am Invulnerable, Unassailable. When Destiny Has Accomplished Her Purpose In Me, A Fly May Suffice To Destroy Me.

An Army Must Have But One Line Of Operations. This Must Be Maintained With Care And Abandoned Only For Major Reasons.

When A Man Is A Favorite Of Fortune She Never Takes Him Unawares, And, However Astonishing Her Favors May Be, She Finds Him Ready.

The Unwilling Soldier Will Do Anything To Fight For A Useless Fabric Piece Of Ribbon.

Take A Dose Of Medicine Once, And In All Probability You Will Be Obliged To Take An Additional Hundred Afterwards