The Art Of The Police

What Is The Future? What Is The Past? What Are We? What Is The Magic Fluid That Surrounds Us And Conceals The Things We Most Need To Know? We Live And Die In The Midst Of Marvels.

In War, Groping Tactics, Half-way Measures, Lose Everything.

Nothing Is More Difficult, And Therefore More Precious, Than To Be Able To Decide.

One Must Indeed Be Ignorant Of The Methods Of Genius To Suppose That It Allows Itself To Be Cramped By Forms. Forms Are For Mediocrity, And It Is Fortunate That Mediocrity Can Act Only According To Routine. Ability Takes Its Flight Unhindered.

A Commander In Chief Ought To Say To Himself Several Times A Day: If The Enemy Should Appear On My Front, On My Right, On My Left, What Would I Do? And If The Question Finds Him Uncertain, He Is Not Well Placed, He Is Not As He Should Be, And He Should Remedy It.