Had We Taken Ten Sails, And Let

The Bravest Man Feels An Anxiety 'circa Praecordia' As He Enters The Battle; But He Dreads Disgrace Yet More.

I Will Dine Nowhere Without Your Consent Although With My Present Feelings I Might Be Trusted With Fifty Virgins Naked In A Dark Room.

Whoever Gains The Palm By Merit, Let Him Hold It.

I Owe All My Success In Life To Having Been Always A Quarter Of An Hour Before My Time.

Gentlemen, When The Enemy Is Committed To A Mistake We Must Not Interrupt Him Too Soon.