To die for one's country is such a worthy fate that all compete for so beautiful a death.

For souls nobly born, valor doesn't await the passing of years

My sweetest hope is to lose hope

Every brave man is a man of his word; to such base vices he cannot stoop, and shuns more than death the shame of lying.

Let us attend to the present, and as to the future we shall know how to manage when the occasion arrives.

He who has resolved to conquer or die is seldom conquered; such noble despair perishes with difficulty.

I am young, it is true; but in noble souls valor does not wait for years.