Hard pounding, gentlemen. Let's see who pounds the longest.

Napoleon has humbugged me, by God; he has gained twenty-four hours' march on me.

The scum of the earth... but what fine soldiers we have made them.

I see no reason to suppose these machines will ever force themselves into general use.

Be discreet in all things, and so render it unnecessary to be mysterious about any.

I hate the whole race. There is no believing a word they say, your professional poets, I mean there never existed a more worthless set than Byron and his friends for example.

If you had seen one day of war, you would pray to God that you would never see another.