My greatest enemy was not height. It was weather behaving like it had a personal grudge. by Napoleon Bonaparte

Napoleon, blaming weather is fair. Nature is the only opponent with no ego to flatter.

Caesar, weather is strategy written by the sky in terrible handwriting.

A conqueror eventually learns geography has a personality.

Alexander, yours mostly said please stop.

Mine said no in snow and everyone became a historian.

The map always wins when ambition forgets the season.

My greatest enemy was not height. It was weather refusing to respect the narrative.