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.

Treat every Frenchman as if he was the devil himself.

Now I can do no more. We must trust to the Great Disposer of all events and the justice of our cause. I thank God for this opportunity of doing my duty.

Gentlemen, when the enemy is committed to a mistake we must not interrupt him too soon.

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

Frigates are the eyes of a fleet.

Let me alone: I have yet my legs and one arm. Tell the surgeon to make haste and his instruments. I know I must lose my right arm, so the sooner it's off the better.