Great Men Are Meteors, Consuming Themselves To

A Soldier Will Fight Long And Hard For A Bit Of Colored Ribbon.

God Is On The Side With The Best Artillery

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.

More Glorious To Merit A Sceptre Than To Possess One.

All Italians Are Plunderers.