And come he slow, or come he fast,

Slow down, everyone. You're moving too fast.

It's like we were moving fast, but here it's like everything is slow.

Big will not beat small anymore. It will be the fast beating the slow.

One hour of life, crowded to the full with glorious action, and filled with noble risks, is worth whole years of those mean observances of paltry decorum.

Discretion is being able to raise your eyebrow instead of your voice.