“A man may hate cruelty and lies, but if he’s never given an opportunity to show what he’s made of, no one will remember him when he dies.”

Early on, you can expect no one to believe in your destiny as much as yourself.

Most of us are always trying to increase our wealth, but you and your officers seem far more concerned with perfecting your souls.

Your game is to attack on whichever flank you can best conceal your advance, or, still better, on both flanks simultaneously.

When a horse wants to display himself, he lifts his neck up high and flexes his poll haughtily, and picks his legs up freely, and keeps his tail up.

And even as you’re working to ensure the health of your army, you must remember to take care of your own.

Nothing that is really good and admirable is granted by the gods to men without some effort and application.

Men, the enemy troops you can see are all that stands between us and the place we have for so long been determined to reach. We must find a way to eat them alive!

Moderation in all things healthful; total abstinence from all things harmful.

He who marries a beautiful woman in hopes of being happy with her knows not but that even she herself may be the cause of all his uneasinesses.

The man who doesn’t know his own ability is ignorant of himself.

In my experience, men who respond to good fortune with modesty and kindness are harder to find than those who face adversity with courage.

Anything forced is not beautiful.

Excess of grief for the dead is madness; for it is an injury to the living, and the dead know it not.

Let Your Tools Be Equal to the Task.

Whether in industry or in politics, leaders should be building a new, more flexible order for the imperiled generations to come.

We’re all going to die, but does that mean we have to be buried alive?