The emperor and the king of Sweden are at Brussels; our harvests are ripe to feed their troops; but three millions of men are under arms in France, and this league of Europe may easily be vanquished.

I fear neither Leopold, nor the king of Sweden.

That which alone terrifies me, seems to reassure all others.

It is the fact that since this morning all our enemies affect to use the same language as ourselves.

All men are united, and in appearance wear the same aspect.