There Can Be No Place For Self

Recollect That You Must Be A Seaman To Be An Officer And Also That You Cannot Be A Good Officer Without Being A Gentleman.

Laurels Grow In The Bay Of Biscay, I Hope A Bed Of Them May Be Found In The Mediterranean.

Desperate Affairs Require Desperate Measures.

Something Must Be Left To Chance; Nothing Is Certain In A Sea Fight

My Character And Good Name Are In My Own Keeping. Life With Disgrace Is Dreadful. A Glorious Death Is To Be Envied.