If one road led to hell and the other to Mexico, I would be indifferent which to take.
No damn man kills me and lives.
Forward, men, and mix with them.
Attack in all directions!
What I desire most of you, my son, is never to gamble or swear. These are baneful vices.
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.