The best wine is the oldest, the best water the newest.

Sweet babe, in thy face Soft desires I can trace, Secret joys and secret smiles, Little pretty infant wiles.

Poetry fettered fetters the human race.

Poetry fettered, fetters the human race. Nations are destroyed or flourish in proportion as their poetry, painting, and music are destroyed or flourish.

Mans desires are limited by his perceptions; none can desire what he has not perceived.

Without minute neatness of execution, the sublime cannot exist! Grandeur of ideas is founded on precision of ideas.

I must create a system, or be enslav'd by another man's.