I owe all my success in life to having been always a quarter of an hour before my time.

I have a right to be blind sometimes.

Laurels grow in the Bay of Biscay, I hope a bed of them may be found in the Mediterranean.

To do nothing was disgraceful; therefore I made use of my understanding.

I cannot, if I am in the field of glory, be kept out of sight: wherever there is anything to be done, there Providence is sure to direct my steps.

I could not tread these perilous paths in safety, if I did not keep a saving sense of humor.

Thank God I have done my duty.