I came, I saw, God conquered.

Iron hand in a velvet glove.

I speak Spanish to God, Italian to women, French to men, and German to my horse.

To endeavor to domineer over conscience, is to invade the citadel of heaven.

Name me an emperor who was ever struck by a cannonball.

I speak Spanish to God, Italian to women, French to men and German to my horse.

Fortune has something of the nature of a woman. If she is too intensely wooed, she commonly goes the further away.

My cousin Francis and I are in perfect accord - he wants Milan, and so do I.

I speak English to my accountants, French to my ambassadors, Italian to my mistress, Latin to my God, and German to my horse