War Is The Realm Of

The Heart Of France Lies Between Brussels And Paris.

In War More Than Anywhere Else, Things Do Not Turn Out As We Expect.

The Conqueror Is Always A Lover Of Peace: He Would Prefer To Take Over Our Country Unopposed.

A General In Time Of War Is Constantly Bombarded By Reports Both True And False; By Errors Arising From Fear Or Negligence Or Hastiness; By Disobedience Born Of Right Or Wrong Interpretations, Of Ill Will; Of A Proper Or Mistaken Sense Of Duty; Of Laziness; Or Of Exhaustion; And By Accident That Nobody Could Have Foreseen. In Short, He Is Exposed To Countless Impressions, Most Of Them Disturbing, Few Of Them Encouraging. ... If A Man Were To Yield To These Pressures, He Would Never Complete An Operation.

Politics Is The Womb In Which War Develops.