I am of the opinion that the boldest measures are the safest.
Laurels grow in the Bay of Biscay, I hope a bed of them may be found in the Mediterranean.
It is my turn now; and if I come back, it is yours.
I could not tread these perilous paths in safety, if I did not keep a saving sense of humor.
What the country needs is the annihilation of the enemy.
In honour I gained them, and in honour I will die with them.