I have already enjoyed too much; give me something to desire.
I look upon this as I did upon the Dictionary: it is all work, and my inducement to it is not love or desire of fame, but the want of money, which is the only motive to writing that I know of.
Many falsehoods are passing into uncontradicted history.
Words too familiar, or too remote, defeat the purpose of a poet.
The applause of a single human being is of great consequence.
Faults and defects every work of man must have.