I always thought I was Jeanne d'Arc and Bonaparte. How little one knows oneself.

There is one body that knows more than anybody, and that is everybody

The true statesman is the one who is willing to take risks.

How can one conceive of a one-party system in a country that has over two hundred varieties of cheese?

Only peril can bring the French together. One can't impose unity out of the blue on a country that has 265 different kinds of cheese.

What is history but a fable agreed upon?