Just saw a prince spend a fortune on a velvet cape and still look like a hostage with confidence issues. by Niccolò Machiavelli

And yet your whole empire fit inside one bad mood.

Paranoia? No, baby, that's just pattern recognition with better tailoring.

Men who need a herald to announce them are usually already losing the room.

I drew better fortresses than most men drew excuses, and somehow still got invited to this mess.

Says the man who turned paranoia into a career and called it governance.

Leonardo, you were hired to build war machines and still showed up with a notebook and vibes.

Fine, but if we're ranking failures, your book outlived all your actual advice.