Napoleon Boneparte Quotes & Sayings

There are many nice, peaceful Muslims, but the Netherlands is far too tolerant regarding the statements of the radical wing of Islam. — Els Borst

Napoleon never liked the word impossible; if he had liked it, he wouldn't be Napoleon! — Mehmet Murat Ildan

That figure stood for a long time wholly in the light; this arose from a certain legendary dimness evolved by the majority of heroes, and which always veils the truth for a longer or shorter time; but to-day history and daylight have arrived.
That light called history is pitiless; it possesses this peculiar and divine quality, that, pure light as it is, and precisely because it is wholly light, it often casts a shadow in places where people had hitherto beheld rays; from the same man it constructs two different phantoms, and the one attacks the other and executes justice on it, and the shadows of the despot contend with the brilliancy of the leader. Hence arises a truer measure in the definitive judgments of nations. Babylon violated lessens Alexander, Rome enchained lessens Caesar, Jerusalem murdered lessens Titus, tyranny follows the tyrant. It is a misfortune for a man to leave behind him the night which bears his form. — Victor Hugo

The process of unlearning in order to relearn demands a new concept of knowledge not as thing but as a process, not as a noun but as a verb. — Cathy Davidson

There's a call to adventure. It's something in the inner psyche of humanity, particularly males. — Gary Gygax

Sirs, if it were not for that one red spot I would have conquered the world!!! — Napoleon Bonaparte

What Mufy means is that he is in possession of rather capacious breasts for a male of the human species — Fred Barnett

Insecurity is just something that's there all the time. I've never been crippled by it. — Catherine Keener

How extraordinary people are, that they get themselves into such situations where they go on doing what they dislike doing, and have no need or obligation to do, simply because it seems to be expected. — Margaret Drabble

A fifteen-year-old dropped her cone, bent to retrieve it, then hesitated, abandoned the melting delicacy to the pavement and the soles of future passers-by; soon she would be one of the grown-ups and no longer lick ice cream in the street. — Gunter Grass