It Is A Pity That My Collection

Everything Depends On Whether We Have For Opponents Those French Tricksters Or Those Daring Rascals, The English. I Prefer The English. Frequently Their Daring Can Only Be Described As Stupidity. In Their Eyes It May Be Pluck And Daring.

My Dear Excellency! I Have Not Gone To War To Collect Cheese And Eggs, But For Another Purpose.

English Had Hit Upon A Splendid Joke. The Intended To Catch Me Or To Bring Me Down.

I Started Shooting When I Was Much Too Far Away. That Was Merely A Trick Of Mine. I Did Not Mean So Much As To Hit Him As To Frighten Him, And I Succeeded In Catching Him. He Began Flying Curves And This Enabled Me To Draw Near.

Everything In The Air That Is Beneath Me, Especially If It Is A One Seater . . . Is Lost, For It Cannot Shoot To The Rear.