The Emperor Died Forsaken By

The Spectacle Of A Field Of Battle After The Combat, Is Sufficient To Inspire Princes With The Love Of Peace, And The Horror Of War.

I Am The Signet Which Marks The Page Where The Revolution Has Been Stopped; But When I Die It Will Turn The Page And Resume Its Course.

I Have Destroyed The Enemy Merely By Marches.

The Fate Of A Battle Is The Result Of A Moment, Of A Thought: The Hostile Forces Advance With Various Combinations, They Attack Each Other And Fight For A Certain Time; The Critical Moment Arrives, A Mental Flash Decides, And The Least Reserve Accomplishes The Object.

It Is The Business Of Cavalry To Follow Up The Victory, And To Prevent The Beaten Army From Rallying.