If a man consults whether he is to fight, when he has the power in his own hands, it is certain that his opinion is against fighting.

The politics of courts are so mean that private people would be ashamed to act in the same way; all is trick and finesse, to which the common cause is sacrificed.

The bravest man feels an anxiety 'circa praecordia' as he enters the battle; but he dreads disgrace yet more.

I cannot command winds and weather.

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.

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

I have a right to be blind sometimes.