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.

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.

Close with a Frenchman, but out-maneuver a Russian.

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

What the country needs is the annihilation of the enemy.

Desperate affairs require desperate measures.

There can be no place for self entirely