The bullet that will kill me is not yet cast.

The line expresses a fatalistic confidence often attributed to Napoleon: until destiny has prepared the means of his death, he believes he is effectively protected from it. Read this way, it is both bravado and a philosophy of providence—an insistence that personal risk in battle is secondary to an overarching “appointed time.” In quotation history, it also functions as a compact emblem of Napoleonic audacity, reinforcing the image of a commander who cultivated fearlessness (in himself and in others) by treating survival as predetermined rather than contingent on caution.