There is such a choice of difficulties that I am myself at a loss how to determine.

Now God be praised, I will die in peace.

Gentlemen, I would rather have written those lines than take Quebec tomorrow.

Possessed with a full confidence of the certain success which British valor must gain over such enemies, I have led you up these steep and dangerous rocks, only solicitous to show you the foe within your reach.

A few regular troops from old France, weakened by hunger and sickness, who, when fresh, were unable to withstand the British soldiers, are their general's chief dependence.

I congratulate you, my brave countrymen and fellow soldiers, on the spirit and success with which you have executed this important part of our enterprise.

What, do they run already? Then I die happy.