What I desire most of you, my son, is never to gamble or swear. These are baneful vices.
Attack in all directions!
I have stood your meanness as long as I intend to. You have played the part of a damn scoundrel, and if you were any part of a man I would slap your jaws and force you to resent it.
I've got no respect for any young man who won't join the colors.
Forward, men, and mix with them.
Men, do as I say and I will always lead you to victory.