What's the hurry? Are you afraid I won't come back?

My dear Excellency! I have not gone to war to collect cheese and eggs, but for another purpose.

One can become enthusiastic over anything. For a time I was delighted with bomb throwing. It gave me a tremendous pleasure to bomb those fellows from above.

I started shooting when I was much too far away. That was merely a trick of mine. I did not mean so much as to hit him as to frighten him, and I succeeded in catching him. He began flying curves and this enabled me to draw near.

I honored the fallen enemy by placing a stone on his beautiful grave.

The quality of the box matters little. Success depends upon the man who sits in it.

Fight on and fly on to the last drop of blood and the last drop of fuel, to the last beat of the heart.