Treat every Frenchman as if he was the devil himself.
I owe all my success in life to having been always a quarter of an hour before my time.
Thank God I have done my duty.
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.
England expects that every man will do his duty.
My character and good name are in my own keeping. Life with disgrace is dreadful. A glorious death is to be envied.