Desperate affairs require desperate measures.

Treat every Frenchman as if he was the devil himself.

Had we taken ten sails, and let the eleventh to escape, being able to get at her, I could never have called it well done.

Our Country will, I believe, sooner forgive an Officer for attacking his Enemy than for letting it alone.

Buonaparte has often made his boast that our fleet would be worn out by keeping the sea and that his was kept in order and increasing by staying in port; but know he finds, I fancy, if Emperors hear the truth, that his fleet suffers more in a night than ours in one year.

My character and good name are in my own keeping. Life with disgrace is dreadful. A glorious death is to be envied.

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