If France Is To Be

Trying To Be Witty Leads To Lying, More Or Less.

A Civilization Is Built On What Is Required Of Men, Not On That Which Is Provided For Them.

Night, The Beloved. Night, When Words Fade And Things Come Alive. When The Destructive Analysis Of Day Is Done, And All That Is Truly Important Becomes Whole And Sound Again. When Man Reassembles His Fragmentary Self And Grows With The Calm Of A Tree.

War Is Not An Adventure. It Is A Disease. It Is Like Typhus.

Experience Will Guide Us To The Rules. You Cannot Make Rules Precede Practical Experience.