My wit is more polished than your mustache. The truth which I speak strikes more sparks from men's hearts than your spurs do from the cobblestones.

Speak to me...be eloquent, be brilliant for me. Improvise! Rhapsodize!... I ask for cream and you give me milk and water... Please gather your dreams together into words. - Roxanne, Cyrano de Bergerac

To joke in the face of danger is the supreme politeness, a delicate refusal to cast oneself as a tragic hero.

A man does not fight to win; it is better to fight in vain.

I-I am going to be a storm-a flame- I need to fight whole armies alone; I have ten hearts; I have a hundred arms; I feel too strong to war with mortals- BRING ME GIANTS!

Take it, and turn to facts my fantasies.

Your name hangs in my heart like a bell's tongue.